Wapun Meadow boorish

the breath enthralled merrick; closely he watched as if caught within an entrancement. fields shifted, inhaled, unfurled before the eyes of the mad boy. and he had done it had done it had done it yes yes — merrick drew a shaking gasp and nodded furiously in agreement with the rawbound words of his companion.
"i claim the valley where i was born," he rejoined after an ecstatic moment, gesturing toward the oddly curved valley. "next to it is easthollow. my mother's sister lives there." he tipped a sly wink to fields, reveling in their sudden shared companionship, rejoicing in the twinning of their very souls, a conflagration of hope threatening to consume him.
"trash. scum." end them, urged his single eye, his lopsided stare filling with all the sum of everything he had ever tried to suppress. the scales whirled within his mind, serpentine body unraveling unraveling coming undone within his very heartcore.