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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


    [open]  Little Sister
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    You were automatic, as hollow as the 'o' in God.

    My eyes, coppery things as they are, are heavy as they fall on her. Reminiscent of two pennies sinking to the bottom of a wishing well, lazily swaying back and forth before they settle on the bottom. I am awake but I am tired, less my soul is. It felt like a weight against my skin today but only because I am thirsty and have yet to stop for drink. I set out to achieve something, to make my way in life against all odds and I had chosen the most difficult path. Difficult but not impossible. He’d not have the best of me, if the soiled creatures of this earth could thrive there,well then, so could I. I am no delicate flower, deaf or otherwise.

    The other’s eyes fall to the earth and I follow, straining to see her lips that might as well bury themselves in the ground. I shift my weight, stretching my head and neck lower to see before she pops her own up again. Repetition of her previous statement on her smokey lips. Sorry, but of course. I shake my head at the nonsense, no need for all that, “S’okay” I say plainly, shooing her formalities aside. Proper protocol only got you so far in the world and often enough they were as brief and intangible as the breath spent to say them. Words are wind.

    No others, my ears fall in response though they have made out no such noise that she speaks. My eyes find the words that my ears do not and they fall flat, splayed and saddened for her admittance. I myself don’t have many others but I have them, even if they stayed behind on the Mountain. I knew where they were at the very least, I knew they were okay, I knew I had someone to worry and care for. “I see,” I say and pause for several beats. “My own others stayed behind, suit themselves. If you need a place though, I’d welcome you to mine.” Mine, well, it was as good as mine too, even if I was sharing with heathens. “It’s not the nicest place but I’ve made up my mind to carry on there.” I try to give her a hopeful smile, even if she doesn’t come she would have a friend in me. She would have an other and she would know that I am safe and well.

    {TIOGA}

    khaos x wichita

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    Little Sister - by Rhae - 09-10-2016, 09:29 AM
    RE: Little Sister - by Tioga - 09-11-2016, 06:13 PM
    RE: Little Sister - by Rhae - 09-14-2016, 08:29 AM
    RE: Little Sister - by Tioga - 09-16-2016, 03:58 PM
    RE: Little Sister - by Rhae - 09-17-2016, 02:48 PM
    RE: Little Sister - by Tioga - 09-20-2016, 06:52 PM
    RE: Little Sister - by Rhae - 09-24-2016, 06:27 PM



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