Lift Me Up
09-11-2016, 12:02 AM
How did I let you slip through the cracks? How did I let you stab me in the back? You were my brother, you were my friend, I pray, "no salvation for you in the end". These lands were by far warmer than the first lands that he had found himself wandering through upon his arrival here. It had been far too cold for the pale male. This place, he thought, as ocean blue optics glance about all the green foliage that this place had to offer, is much better. Warmer.Of course, he'd been in warm places before, but those days were darker. He couldn't remember too much. A gentle touch, a hushed breath of endearment against his ears... His heart clenched, audits pressing tightly against his cranium as lips pursed tightly together. Betrayal, abandonment... The male winced as pain ricocheted through his cranium, causing him to stop and shake his head from side to side. He couldn't recall what it was that these bits and pieces of memories were from, but he knew that it hurt him each time that they began to bubble to the surface. If he tried to remember too much at the same time he would end up with a migraine that wouldn't go away until he slept it off. Sometimes, not even that was enough. He took a deep breath, and tried to focus on something other than his pounding head. Ocean blue optics glanced around his surroundings, taking the time to focus on the sun that was beating down on his saddled back. There was a faint breeze that brushed against him, catching the loose tendrils of hair that was anchored to various places of his coat. The grass was brushing against his lower belly, and legs, catching with the silky tendrils of his coat. He inhaled deeply, those ocean blue orbs closing for a brief moment before he opened them once again. When he felt as if he had himself stable enough he took a step forward starting with his left front leg. Casthiel pushed on through the tall grasses, his cranium stooping to sniff here and there. Perhaps he could find something interesting to d-- Oof! The male blinked as a shape came into view before him, and he had to leap over the prone male to avoid stepping or tripping on him. He landed swiftly, and wheeled about on his hind legs to regard his would be victim of negligence. "Pardon me, I didn't see you there!" He breaths, feeling a blush start to form over his cheek bones and down to his collarbone. How embarrassing was it to nearly trample over someone who was laying there? He must really have his head up his ass... Walk, "Now you're just a memory" in my past is where you will stay Someone like you, is gonna die alone |
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