all that glitters is...silver?
02-27-2024, 06:49 AM
Being as young as she was, Gem didn't understand the logistics or politics of no man's land. That finite area between safe and unsafe. To her, he was close enough that well, it was her daddy's land so therefore he had to watch what he was doing! Her eyes never leave him either, watching as he wades deeper, looking at the coral and schools of fish. His deterring words cause her brow to furrow, a frown to lace her lips. "Awe c'mon! It'd be fun!" Gem pleads, her eyes widening, giving him that puppy-dog stare that no one could say no to. "Just look! There's so much fruit and pretty flowers to look at," Gem turns slightly toward the inner workings of the islands. Through the shadows of the palms, one could see vines with bright purple flowers. Mango trees began to bend from the weight of ripe fruit. Everything that would tempt a loner just out of reach. A place to rest, something to eat, safety and necessities bountiful. Looking back at the man who purposefully stood in the water, she hesitates again, wondering if there was more to the story than just "catching his breath." |
Hematite, Gem's Mastiff, is always with her unless stated he isn't.
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