April 27, 2020, 12:57 PM
base
base base base
though the sound of footfalls is swallowed by the sea, by the engulfing sand, by the call of the gulls the voice calls out to him; strange vernacular and from the throat of something that looks wolf but ...isn't.
searching searching searching
what is he searching for?
food; paw steps upon a fish which flops amidst the tangle of seaweed. merciless. indifferent. he does not care about its suffering. feels nothing. it is prey. food. anything is prey. anything is food. one only had to be hungry enough ...and scarab, well, he was no stranger to hunger —
his voice; lost lost lost. might he find it among the tangle of seaweed? locked away in a seashell by some murky witch of the deep? except ...he is the seawitch. or a seawitch? dead and reborn like the gods of old. an abomination. there was no fairytale solution for him because he was not the hero.
the woman draws nearer with an offer to help him. help him how? lapis lazuli eyes study her rapidly, tail sweeping against his hocks; uncertain. a small curl of his lips is given. stay back. like the woman before her: she talks too much and scarab twisted lost broken doesn't trust anyone who talks too much.
base base base
though the sound of footfalls is swallowed by the sea, by the engulfing sand, by the call of the gulls the voice calls out to him; strange vernacular and from the throat of something that looks wolf but ...isn't.
searching searching searching
what is he searching for?
food; paw steps upon a fish which flops amidst the tangle of seaweed. merciless. indifferent. he does not care about its suffering. feels nothing. it is prey. food. anything is prey. anything is food. one only had to be hungry enough ...and scarab, well, he was no stranger to hunger —
his voice; lost lost lost. might he find it among the tangle of seaweed? locked away in a seashell by some murky witch of the deep? except ...he is the seawitch. or a seawitch? dead and reborn like the gods of old. an abomination. there was no fairytale solution for him because he was not the hero.
the woman draws nearer with an offer to help him. help him how? lapis lazuli eyes study her rapidly, tail sweeping against his hocks; uncertain. a small curl of his lips is given. stay back. like the woman before her: she talks too much and scarab twisted lost broken doesn't trust anyone who talks too much.
“it's a quality of the gods
to see a creature with its back broken
and be unmoved —”
to see a creature with its back broken
and be unmoved —”
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out of the will came life - by Scarab - April 21, 2020, 07:28 AM
RE: out of the will came life - by Evanora - April 24, 2020, 01:52 PM
RE: out of the will came life - by Scarab - April 27, 2020, 12:57 PM
RE: out of the will came life - by Evanora - April 30, 2020, 09:01 AM
RE: out of the will came life - by Scarab - May 01, 2020, 11:22 AM
RE: out of the will came life - by Evanora - May 02, 2020, 10:03 AM
RE: out of the will came life - by Scarab - May 03, 2020, 09:34 AM
RE: out of the will came life - by Evanora - May 15, 2020, 09:36 PM