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Posted by sasori on January 23, 2009, 1:52 pm, in reply to "is this just fantasy? ; love(s) <3"
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He is more like you than I thought he’d be, Rook thinks, his thousands of eyes watching from a distance, from a bird’s eye view, he catches sight of handsome Wyvern and admires him from a distance. There’s no wonder he’ll never compare, Wyvern is the golden Adonis that—
Oh right he’s an Oracle. Nevermind. Damn mind-readers.
But Sasori is pretty.
“Sasori.” Sasori hums, stepping close to Wyvern and weaving himself between the Oracle’s forelegs. He looks up to look at the underside of the man’s chin and studies it, he’s never seen a horse from this angle and so he says it outloud. Why? Because he can, because it coincides with pink flowers and funerals and homosexuals burning in Hell…
“I’ve never seen a horse from this angle before. It’s kind of interesting.” Says a child who shouldn’t talk like this but does. “Tell me anything, I won’t sleep.” That he promises, the child is as restless as his parents and not nearly as stupid and giggly like a goat baby would be.
See: Shark.
Gigglesugar, look it up, I swear he’s the founder.
Sasori skipped past Wyvern and brushed up against Icarus fondly. “I like my name.” He mentioned, knowing Icarus was his dad, they had met previously before but he had only been a day old.
That was what….twenty-nine days ago?
Something like that.
The child ghosted in and out of view, the element of atmosphere and zephyr and all sorts of invisible breezy things riding strong in him, so strong, that he could hardly contain himself.
Literally.
The long trailing pieces of red hair dissolved only to come back again, and his skin was transparent whenever the light hit it a certain way. The child had intelligent black eyes that watched Wyvern now. Waiting.
“Maybe something about the sun? Grandpa can’t go out into it, he turns into ice. Why is that?” He asked, his curiosity piqued for the time being.
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