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    04-22-2021, 01:41 AM
    [align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; max-width: 65%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Silent the passage, each second a mere grain within glasses housing, the quiet click of metal sliding into place. Faint the displeasure about such thought, a wandering strand plucked from unconscious stream, alongside fragmented memory drawn. A pocket watch once held, silver against ashen palm, tarnished face imperfect though viable still. Lips twitch, a curl disturbing dark covering, fine the plume expelled from dark nostrils.

    Gone it, taken most assuredly, a dream made of stolen night. Longer taken, parsed and trimmed the unsavoury, memory laced with endless pitfalls. Annoyance voiced in fleeting breath, a precense light, fine the few notes that dictated conclusion. Faces rose and fell away, decay consuming, soft and malleable edges tested, painted each against closed lids.

    A voice. Gentle the lilt, information imparted as though elsewhere gathered the rest, holes here to be picked at, through threaded falsehoods. Slow the part, obscured in part depths dark, languid too the pace of study, their roving over forward stranger open. Mouth moved in the cradle of dark fabric, shifted it, down drawn a fraction. No words would adorn the tongue hidden behind, curiosity made clear in manner head turned, perplexing the brazen protector. Words they knew, the written rising to forefront of mind banished before hold may be formed. Poor understanding of ailment that consumed the fibres of their muscle, found home in the marrow of bones that ached, known instead this.

    The other bore inoperable eyes.

    Barrier communication for the one without voice, robbed of it by own decree, and the one without vision. Given possible remedy in the approach of another, begun anew their study. Strange this one, as other may he deemed, a youth assured of himself on a reckless pride not likely earned. Familiar the old spark, a desire simmering among quickened thoughts, the merit of child begging for a lesson within humility. Not their place, had never been, but the hand that bore the blade all they were, snuffed out the desire before it may exceed smouldering embers.

    Chance taken as cranium shifted, a slow and weighty pendulum imparting that trouble was not sought,outward paw stretched. Peculiar still the manner it moved, unanswered their desire for mobile digits, awkward the hold as claws carved shall lines into the earth. Rudimentary the final product, further ruined by the fact it was facing the pair rather than them, a house depicted. Evident the desire for shelter, allowed to pass the name spoken, the banner under which they assembled bearing no weight.

    Before an answer may be given, or clarification requested, their tally expanded once more. Above towering new presence, the manner expression was set, the language of rigid body, imparting the notion of threat. None taken nor one given back, lax still their posture as chin lifted, eyes almost requesting more. Pompous and puffed up all this one was, a display without bite, thus easy the disregard of her as a whole, once more attention aligned with the child and the stranger by his side.
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    some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by noémie. - 04-21-2021, 06:30 AM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by Saturn. - 04-21-2021, 12:27 PM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by ARVID R. - 04-21-2021, 05:03 PM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by APHRA CIPHER . - 04-22-2021, 12:14 AM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by noémie. - 04-22-2021, 01:41 AM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by Saturn. - 04-22-2021, 09:46 AM
    Re: some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner - by ARVID R. - 04-25-2021, 01:39 AM

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