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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    you've been up and down, down, you've been low, low, low; sahm and newton
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    You've been up and down, down, you've been low, low, low.
    ((Sorry this took me forever. -_-))

    I’ve curled in on myself, propped up against the tree trunk and just closing my eyes and breathing, trying not to drown in the feeling of being so utterly alone for the first time in my life. It’s so quiet here in the forest, which would normally be an absolute wonder. No stray thoughts echoing around in my head, no flickers of light and color and the brilliant glow of bonds between people distracting me and lighting up inside my head like bursts of sunlight. But without all that, the quiet is so much more lonely instead of peaceful.

    So when I hear approaching footsteps, it’s relief that washes over me instead of dread. I open my eyes to see two smiling faces, and their friendly looks evoke a smile of my own to flicker at the corners of my lips. “Not at all. Not much to interrupt, really. It’s nice to meet you.” And it is, too. Something about the way they stand, the gravity between them, the love written in every line of their posture, it reminds me of my brother Drow and his Zurry. There’s this lovely feeling of home hanging in the air between them, and it washes over me and eases the ache in my chest a little.

    “I’m Strange. And...well, I don’t know. It was a bit of an aimless wander, really.” I sigh a little, a quiet puff of air heavy with frustration. “I used to know where I was going. A tugging in my chest, pulling me where I needed to be. Now?” I shrug, looking around, feeling totally lost. “Now every direction’s the same, and none of them lead anywhere. Especially not home. What about you two? What brings you to this neck of the woods?”
    Troubled sea so deep, troubled home, no sleep.
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    @[Sahm]
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    RE: you've been up and down, down, you've been low, low, low; sahm and newton - by Strangelet - 09-16-2016, 05:35 PM



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