wild youth
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06-02-2023, 10:09 AM
The bamboo. The bamboo is a home for him. The bamboo speaks to him, creates shadow, creates safety. There is so much of it, and there is so little of him. It's one of the few things that makes Erik feel well and truly small. Through that smallness, he feels safe. Safe, protected... though he isn't alone here. Erik knows better than to think that he could be alone here. Still, this is different. There is something different, more intense coursing through his system. Like his body knows before he is. Someone is hunting him. Hunting. The corners of his eyes, he knows there's someone here. Erik's head lowers, shoulders hunch. He sticks close to the shadows, tracing each one with his gaze. Sticking close to the comfort that they provide. He is comforted, he is quieted. Each step is more careful than the next, and he moves as soundlessly as he possibly can. One foot in front of the other. If he took enough space, maybe he'd be able to hide. Maybe he'd be able to lay in wait for whoever, for whatever it was. Still, there's not enough of that space yet. One foot. Another. Doing his best to be quiet, to be hard to track. Keeping keen notes on his surroundings, trying to figure out just who was out there. |