Redtail Rise we have a flair for the shade and the inbetween

feel free to PP him!

Sieve spangled minerals for the small rock girl,
borne a garden that makes the elfin princess impressed yet green,
dally home afore evenfall;
the self-proclaimed prince leaves his dress-up courtiers unwitting as the remnants of the peak panned farther and farther behind. The magnetic pull of familiarity clutches the trepidation weighing in his belly; kindling throbs of adrenaline —

I could’ve stole all their shit then and there!
But you had to stick your nose in the conversation did you?​

Ashen lips part in disbelief, shutting and flapping like window shutters during a squall. Swop such  terms? Well, to be fair the boy has never heard them. And who was he to pass up learning foreign lyric? Blatant curiosity interrupts his berry bush root foraging, and it's ample reason to leave them slick and unkempt as he policed the unfolding bickerfest ( they were blemished anyways ). Artichoke, lackluster peepers make unprecedented for audience. 
Hairs on his posterior perform a rigid standstill as the most odious ogre and his iron club, the air around them deliriously malodorous. There were monstrosities out here. Lusus naturae —!

The breathing nightmare is the incarnation of disgusting. He giggles. Dis-goose-tang.
"that's d-i-s-g-u-s-t-a-n-g!"

Oop.