05-23-2021, 08:28 PM
CrownS
They each glow in their own ways, and yet Crowns is surprised to find the stranger just around the corner shining in the dark. His bones burn bright and the sapphire boy is quite taken with them. It reminds him of a sun-bleached skull he once found, and how it reflected the moonlight so perfect in the night. There was something melancholy and beautiful about those bones that he sees, too, in Reave.
He offers a smile, charming as always, and begins to bridge the gap between the two of them. Crowns sidesteps the cave formations until the lazy orbit of his foxfire nearly brushes against the stranger. There, just shy of Reave, he stops. The other is taller and older and has a warmth about him. This is someone he thinks he could befriend if all is as it seems, he thinks.
“I am. I thought about staying after the tide rises, too, just to see what it’s like,” he explains with a glimmer of something eager behind his eyes. Crowns often loves to step just beyond death’s reach and remind himself of his own permanence in this world. It is a trait his mother abhors, but does nothing to dissuade. This is how his innocence has come to corrupt and fester at the edges.
“Have you ever waited to see just how high the waters go?” he asks, a light tilt of his handsome head and another flash of a smile.
He offers a smile, charming as always, and begins to bridge the gap between the two of them. Crowns sidesteps the cave formations until the lazy orbit of his foxfire nearly brushes against the stranger. There, just shy of Reave, he stops. The other is taller and older and has a warmth about him. This is someone he thinks he could befriend if all is as it seems, he thinks.
“I am. I thought about staying after the tide rises, too, just to see what it’s like,” he explains with a glimmer of something eager behind his eyes. Crowns often loves to step just beyond death’s reach and remind himself of his own permanence in this world. It is a trait his mother abhors, but does nothing to dissuade. This is how his innocence has come to corrupt and fester at the edges.
“Have you ever waited to see just how high the waters go?” he asks, a light tilt of his handsome head and another flash of a smile.
you got me on my knees; i'm your one-man cult.