holiday party; any

[Evenstar]

can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars,
I could really use a wish right now;

She craves something that she has never had, and maybe she is looking for it in him; in everyone. She is too young to recognize it for what it is, but it’s there. It’s there in the way her eyes watch him, hoping for acceptance, for some glimpse that she is enough – pretty enough, interesting enough, smart enough. She is afraid, that she is destined to be like her mother; never satisfied, always trying to fill a hole that didn’t even have a bottom. Young and naive, she thinks that maybe if she starts trying to fill that void now, she will succeed where her mother had failed.

She can’t see any of this for what it is, though. She just knows that she wants the glowing boy closer, that right now he is filling that empty space she had been born with. His eyes are so soft and warm, and somehow that warmth spreads to her bones when he looks at her – a glowing ember amongst this frigid snow. The smile that still rests on her lips is fragile but sweet, ducking her gaze shyly as he draws alongside of her once more.

They walk, and the snowflakes that still descend from the sky – or wherever the magic was conjuring them from – settle in and melt against her green skin, and blend in with her white mane. She watches the orbs as they float and glow, the light reflecting in her eyes, until she turns those same eyes to his. ”Where do you think the light comes from?” She says it as she watches a small sphere float particularly close, her shapely head tilted to the side in wonder. ”The stars, the sun, the moon….it must come from somewhere.” She realizes, then, how silly she sounds, and she shakes her head with a flustered laugh. ”Sorry, I think about strange things sometimes.”

I'm praying that this stairway leads somewhere like Heaven's door,
and when you get there don't look down

evenstar

@[aegean]