stepping stones }} semper
Mar 23, 2014 23:02:58 GMT -5
Post by k!ah on Mar 23, 2014 23:02:58 GMT -5
d a r q u e s s c h a i n
"broken wings learn to fly."
 But he knew me, this boy. At first I had thought this boy was insane after all I had meet him chasing down one of my cows, ready to rip its throat out. I had hated him for it, resented him due to the fact that he had wanted to kill the thing that I had brought into this world, saved it from dying… It had hurt me, the thought of someone attempting to take the life of an animal that had no family, it only had the rest of the animals which I had saved, an adopted family. But that was better than nothing- wasn't it? it have others surrounding you, even if they were our family. Maybe thats how I felt about him, maybe I thought of hi as family? My family was falling to pieces, slowly but surly falling part, pieces flying off into the wind. First it was my father. Then my mother… would it have been me next? would I have been the next person in the Chain family to break and turn to dust only to be blown away with the wind? I wouldn't know… and maybe that was for the best. Now I walk beside him, a silence spreading like a warm blanket over the both of us. It was a comfortable silence, one that allowed my mind to run around in circles. It was likeI was lost in my own world, a world which I could only be in when I was around him. I felt safe when I was around him, I felt as though I could let my guard down and space out for a bit. Shaking my head slightly i pull my mind out of my thoughts and back into the presence. It was a cool day and the thin worn jumper on my back was nothing compared to the biting coolness of the wind. A shiver runs through me and I pull the cuffs of my sleeves down over my hands, trying to capture the warmth that tried desperately to slip from my skin. I turn to face Milo, my head titled to the side slightly. He was a rather good looking guy. Muscles hugged his body tightly and his face was full of an emotion that would make anyones heart warm. He was check and you could tell in the way his eyes danced or in the lazy had smile of his. You could tell in his small chuckle or in the way he teed me. And I guess and I guess that is what I loved about him. He was that one person who could make me smile despite how I felt and he was my best friend. Best friend? I hd never thought about it this way before. but were we friends? Did he think we were friends? Or did he just thick we were acquaintances? Did he think I was his friend? yes we have been hanging out a lot lately… but did that mean we were friends? yes he had seen me naked… but did that mean we were friends? after all it had been an accident, wrong place and wrong time… It takes me a moment to realise that my cheeks had begun to flush a deep red as I remembered the awkward situation. It had ben award. I had been freezing my body unable to move as he walked into the room all smiles… then he saw me and his face flushed a bright red and he ran from the room claiming that he knew the solution and before I knew it he was back throwing hot stones into the water. It took a moment but soon the water began to warm up and ion the ice within me began to melt… And then I almost died from embarrassment. I shooed him from the room my face brighter than his my hands hiding my body. It had taken me a while, after that, to look him in the eye again, and each time I did my face seemed to light up like a christmas tree. My foot hits a rock and I almost trip over my thoughts about the bath sense thrown o the back of my mind as my body flies forward fighting gravity as I try to keep my balance, my head spinning from my intense thoughts. |
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