I watch the curve of his smile as it lifts the corner of his mouth. I wonder how many others have been on the receiving end of that smile. I’m staring again. I refocus to meet his eyes and surely the grey of mine lightens by a few shades at the glint of mischievousness that I find there. Any irritation I may have felt when I’d crossed that lava stream disappears, stolen away by the boyish charm that colors the jest of his sarcastic answer. I roll my eyes in jest at his response, my nose wrinkling in a mixture of disgust and soft laughter. The sound seems strange. I shake my head a bit, clearing the odd feeling away, absently flicking the once bone-white end of my tail. |
COTY
Assailant -- Year 226
QOTY
"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
we ain't never getting older. [magnus]
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we ain't never getting older. [magnus] - by Salomea - 11-07-2018, 02:29 AM
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