oh god why was he like this. a whole month had passed and he still barely knew anyone at stormrift. everyday he’d get himself hyped to meet some new faces, only to talk himself out of it again. ”they probably don’t have time for small talk.” “they’ll be annoyed.” “they have better things to do.” each time he told himself these things the more he believed them to be true. it was discouraging.
every now and then he’d stray away from the bay at night. something beckoned him. maybe it was that mysterious star chaser, the only wolf he’d ever talked to other than ford. sometimes he would return to that quarry just for the slight chance he’d see him again. he was never there. maybe he was merely a hallucination, a friend in this new world.
the night had called to him again. he mindlessly floated away from the sea, towards that dip in the earth. he wanted to see something. hogo neared the edge and peered down below. nothing. he sighed. i’m so pathetic.
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do not go gentle into that good night - by Hogo - February 23, 2019, 01:32 AM
RE: do not go gentle into that good night - by Ronnie - March 10, 2019, 10:07 AM
RE: do not go gentle into that good night - by Hogo - March 14, 2019, 07:18 PM