He finaly shifts and lets me go. "Root?" I ask in order to make sure he's awake. "What's wrong Stream?" he asks still half asleep. I searched my mind for a response. "We need to talk." I tell him bluntly. He yawns and asks "About what?" This was fustrating, "About your gifts, you know all of mine, but I don't know all of your's. I would like to know." He pauses for a moment then he said, "Why?" That was a good question, why DID I want to know? I sigh then said, "So we can know eachother better. I'll answer your questions if you answer mine. Fair?" He gets up and mumbles "Fair. You go first." Now that his wing wasn't holding me down I sit down and look at him, not his eyes, but him. "Do you have a gift involving your eyes?" I ask. "Yes, it's the gift of sleep, even the most restless will fall asleep within moments of eye contact with me." he answers. That explains it, normaly I can break out of a fake trance but his was real. "What are those puny wings for?" he asks pointing to them. "I'm not sure, but they make the hunters more spirited after seeing them flap." I answer. He laughs, "The wings of hope?" "Hey, it's my turn." I tease. He laughs again. "Yes they are." I answer hm and join his laughter. Then we both stop listening to the forest. Someone was coming..."Let's go." he said already puting the bags on his back again. He picked me up "Look into my eyes." he told me. "I'm not afraid of heights." I answer, "I can handle it." He sighs, "Please, it would make the lift off easier. Besides, I can only fly after seeing your eyes." What he ment by that I didn't know, but I didn't bother asking for the footsteps were getting closer. I sighed and looked into them and my mind went back into the dark.
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Here's some more, I hope this answers some questions. ^^
Again, all coments are apreciated.
Please pardon my spelling, I tried my darnest. ' ^^
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I'm a different kind of flower,
Beware of my thorns,
And,
Enjoy the dew drops,
That make me,
Shine.
~S.K.
I'm a different kind of flower,
Beware of my thorns,
And,
Enjoy the dew drops,
That make me,
Shine.
~S.K.