02-17-2021, 11:05 AM
DEAR FRIEND as you know, your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
It was fairly obvious why Goldenluxury avoided this house, even after losing the memories she contained throughout her three-year long lifespan. The feeling of the storm, the tragedy had not left her. It still swirled around, made her dizzy and sickly. And the reaction her body had when she'd entered this house last...it terrified her to be around it now. But hearing the voices in the direction of it, she grew concerned, curious. She thought maybe at first it was just near the area, not necessarily at the porch, and so she would approach, wishing to know what was being discussed, wanting to make sure nothing had happened. But, as she sees the small group gathered at the entrance of the home, she'd pause for a moment, paws becoming ever so slightly shaky. There was some sort of detached cry in the air, and her ears would pin to her head. She considers right then and there simply turning around, leaving this for another day, another conversation. But, as she sees Keona investigate further, she ultimately finds herself growing closer, slowly, hesitantly. Still, she'd stand several feet away from the group, eyes avoiding the porch.
She doesn't say anything, has nothing to add. Simply stands there to observe, wishes to know what was happening. Keona mentions it being someone they'd encountered before, and her mind would drift to the strange encounter they'd had not long before on the beach. But she didn't understand how anyone could be there. They couldn't smell them, couldn't see them, couldn't feel them. Only heard a strange sound. How did they know it was not something creaking, a strange breeze they hadn't realized was there, an animal in the ocean? Her shaky paws shuffle, trying to keep herself busy as they unravel whatever exactly was happening.
She doesn't say anything, has nothing to add. Simply stands there to observe, wishes to know what was happening. Keona mentions it being someone they'd encountered before, and her mind would drift to the strange encounter they'd had not long before on the beach. But she didn't understand how anyone could be there. They couldn't smell them, couldn't see them, couldn't feel them. Only heard a strange sound. How did they know it was not something creaking, a strange breeze they hadn't realized was there, an animal in the ocean? Her shaky paws shuffle, trying to keep herself busy as they unravel whatever exactly was happening.