Rosewater Oasis Insomniac

fade after this and start a new one sometime soon? :)

She pushed away his tail, exposed his shame to the light and declared that it was not weakness. Though, if strength was weighted in endurance, Nokht could've carried a mountain on his back by now. He knew pain better than he knew relief. He appreciated her words more than he said; his eyes averted, the corners of his lips threatening to break the boyish scowl he wore.

Will you teach me? He asks, looking up, the embers of hope once long extinguished beginning to spark again. Was it even possible for him to become something resembling normal?