As the children play
Feb. 13th, 2012 04:48 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[Sunday, June 20th (Day 385)]
[Just past midnight, the woods outside of Excolo]
I feel my lips move but the words don't want to come out, the sounds grabbed up and gobbled by the nighttime shadows. It's darker now and I don't know why. When my voice comes out, when I make it come out - "Micah?" - it's so small I can barely hear it, so small and alone.
Alone.
And that's when I know why it's dark, that's when I know why it feels like nothing but me and woods and darkness, stretching on into forever. Because I can't see him, because I can't see his colors anymore, even though he was so bright before in the dark. Because Micah's gone.
( "Micah?" )[Just past midnight, the woods outside of Excolo]
I feel my lips move but the words don't want to come out, the sounds grabbed up and gobbled by the nighttime shadows. It's darker now and I don't know why. When my voice comes out, when I make it come out - "Micah?" - it's so small I can barely hear it, so small and alone.
Alone.
And that's when I know why it's dark, that's when I know why it feels like nothing but me and woods and darkness, stretching on into forever. Because I can't see him, because I can't see his colors anymore, even though he was so bright before in the dark. Because Micah's gone.
[Open to Gaueko and Micah]
[Cut for flashbacks and general disturbing things]
[Caution for both]