Hushed Willows I wanna turn the whole thing upside down

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he'd never witnessed such an explicitly joyous occasion; and all the blurs of newly gathered faces quickly overwhelmed him. he slunk backwards—he stopped for a tick.

he swore he knew one of these boys. he, too, was familiar only faintly by smell. a stray child, who his father returned to his mother ...

he fixated on his features like gargoyle perched over hearthstone, his jaw fixing itself into its taut disposition, and probably didn't imagine himself as creepily (especially with one scrambled looking eye, eyeesh) as he rightfully seemed.