nothing tastes as sweet as blackberries on a spring afternoon
11-14-2023, 06:05 AM
of all her siblings, Gem is by far the weirdest. she’s too quiet, for one thing, which is odd- and she’s always got this strange, dreamy look on her face, like she’s not even listening to a thing El is saying - which is rude! El always has the best things to say! and now Gem’s wandering off and having adventures without her! beneath the indignation, there’s something swirling in the pit of El’s gut that might be the teeniest tinniest bit of worry, maybe. Gem’s just so small and helpless. and though she’s probably El’s weirdest sibling, she’s also the only one that seems to inspire this odd…protectiveness.
but mostly it’s spite that spurns her on. spite and jealously. think you can leave me behind? hah, fat chance! never mind that Gem had never actually excluded her; in El’s mind, not receiving a personalised invitation is an offence. “where do you think you’re going?” she huffs, falling into step beside Gem as they make their way to the lake. “what if a predator eats you? or an invader attacks? what then? you’ll be dead, that’s what.” she puffs out her chest, paying no mind to the beauty around them or the berries Gem is trying to find. she’s the most beautiful thing here, after all - why bother sniffing flowers when they all pale in comparison? “you’re so lucky i tagged along, Gem.”
but mostly it’s spite that spurns her on. spite and jealously. think you can leave me behind? hah, fat chance! never mind that Gem had never actually excluded her; in El’s mind, not receiving a personalised invitation is an offence. “where do you think you’re going?” she huffs, falling into step beside Gem as they make their way to the lake. “what if a predator eats you? or an invader attacks? what then? you’ll be dead, that’s what.” she puffs out her chest, paying no mind to the beauty around them or the berries Gem is trying to find. she’s the most beautiful thing here, after all - why bother sniffing flowers when they all pale in comparison? “you’re so lucky i tagged along, Gem.”
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