the morning sky was dim and the stars had yet to fully hide themselves behind the curtain of daylight, and he was a caliginous, amorphous shape set upon a foreign plateau. this was no different from any other day.
he was maladjusted at this point; unhinged by a fickle relationship with these stars that once meant so much to him, and adapting poorly to a crepuscular lifestyle when he, for so many years, lived solely for the night. sleep was a resource that had long since dried up, and it showed in the red rimming of his gaze, the slouch of his head beneath tall shoulders, the dragging of his heel.
this creature, this once-a-man, was a shade of his former self without his precious stars; but he would not look upon them now or ever, not after the loss he purported to have suffered through them. no, he was a petulant man as well as a righteous one. he would carry on with this demeaning lifestyle beneath their watch and be glad to think they suffer for him.
he was maladjusted at this point; unhinged by a fickle relationship with these stars that once meant so much to him, and adapting poorly to a crepuscular lifestyle when he, for so many years, lived solely for the night. sleep was a resource that had long since dried up, and it showed in the red rimming of his gaze, the slouch of his head beneath tall shoulders, the dragging of his heel.
this creature, this once-a-man, was a shade of his former self without his precious stars; but he would not look upon them now or ever, not after the loss he purported to have suffered through them. no, he was a petulant man as well as a righteous one. he would carry on with this demeaning lifestyle beneath their watch and be glad to think they suffer for him.
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ashwini - by RIP Rama - February 09, 2018, 11:03 AM
RE: ashwini - by Ryple Lee - February 13, 2018, 08:03 AM