04-22-2021, 05:06 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; max-width: 65%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Disaster averted — repair concluded though debris lay present, ruin piled and moved, discarded until time dictated it must be dealt with. Small work still begged for attention even as hands were cleaned, the mess done with, the grand picture once more perfect. The details unnecessary, overlooked, importance revoked.
Always one cared, an individual in the crowd, their own the labour.
Strange it to tread among the structures of wood and iron, alike the sensation of longing, wished done over until stone met shifting vision. It would not be done, a whim unanswered as all others had gone, left only their curiosity and the insatiable desire tempered beneath the sullen hum of restless thought. Meandering steps, directionless and without purpose, head swivelling about, sights caught and dismissed. A brief study all this was, growing accustomed even as their mind grew coarse around the notion, knew it to bear little weight. Never still for long, could call no place home, their lot in life dictating they were of a nomadic tendency.
Interrupted by unexpected source, vision trailed, watched discard fragment. Viscous fluid clung to broken edge, temptation that called, tongue slow in sweeping graze over dark lips. Teeth caught and dug, suppressed the urge even as it grew, a strengthening din that drowned all else out. Forward stepped, caught in line of sight the hulking beast, unlike those whose paths has crossed their own. Old desire roused, annoyance brief in dark depths, averted even as the two fought. Different this place, dream or otherwise, heavy the breath expelled through nostrils.
Away they thought to turn, to himself left the other, caught the well, the gathered fluid that stained upturned flesh. Odd the hue, alike their own yet the drip proved false this, violet carving a path along pad. Curiosity overwhelmed, query rising, unknown how kind reached and sought to plant it in the other, nestle it there as though it always belonged. Different. Why.
Always one cared, an individual in the crowd, their own the labour.
Strange it to tread among the structures of wood and iron, alike the sensation of longing, wished done over until stone met shifting vision. It would not be done, a whim unanswered as all others had gone, left only their curiosity and the insatiable desire tempered beneath the sullen hum of restless thought. Meandering steps, directionless and without purpose, head swivelling about, sights caught and dismissed. A brief study all this was, growing accustomed even as their mind grew coarse around the notion, knew it to bear little weight. Never still for long, could call no place home, their lot in life dictating they were of a nomadic tendency.
Interrupted by unexpected source, vision trailed, watched discard fragment. Viscous fluid clung to broken edge, temptation that called, tongue slow in sweeping graze over dark lips. Teeth caught and dug, suppressed the urge even as it grew, a strengthening din that drowned all else out. Forward stepped, caught in line of sight the hulking beast, unlike those whose paths has crossed their own. Old desire roused, annoyance brief in dark depths, averted even as the two fought. Different this place, dream or otherwise, heavy the breath expelled through nostrils.
Away they thought to turn, to himself left the other, caught the well, the gathered fluid that stained upturned flesh. Odd the hue, alike their own yet the drip proved false this, violet carving a path along pad. Curiosity overwhelmed, query rising, unknown how kind reached and sought to plant it in the other, nestle it there as though it always belonged. Different. Why.