01-05-2016, 12:40 PM
We've become desolate. It's not enough, it never is.
Living is hard enough without you fucking up.
Living is hard enough without you fucking up.
His unfocused eyes tried to warn this monster off his path, to disregard his obvious frailty, and decide to pursue another less harmless prey. The key to survival was bluffing one’s actual strength – making the contender think that they just might possibly lose the confrontation. That one little seed of doubt would poke holes into one’s confidence and give the wild child an even better chance at simply walking away from a confrontation that just might dissipate instead of coming to fruition.
But his pathetic show of intimidation was barely a ping on this monster’s radar. Hazel eyes could hardly remain open and his body dangerously swayed back and forth. He was a mere rabbit before a ravenous wolf – laughably easy prey before a heartless beast. The wild child could sense the hungry intent of the stranger as he took steps towards him and he could feel the sudden uncomfortable rise in temperature that accompanied the beast as he was stalked.
An angry roar strikes through the air, thunder to follow after the lightning that had just split the sky.
Before his eyes, a looming shape grows into a wrathful dragon. But Munroe does not fear this creature. He’s come to accept the wonders of the desert and this dragon was a fantastical guardian to his eyes. He watches with a sense of smugness when the monster is belittled and changed into a mere insect – a tiny speck amongst the vastness of the golden sands. His bloodied mouth rises into a smile filled with glee in return of the creature’s teasing wink.
He begins to shiver violently while he patiently awaited the monster’s fate. Eventually, the insect was released and allowed to take its previous shape. Meanwhile, his beloved Ima shed her reptilian skin and turned towards him. He eagerly begins to stumble towards her with welcoming eyes. The monster could be disregarded in his mind now.
Ima was there to chase away all the monsters now.
“Ima!”
MUNROE
it's easy to fall apart completely