What A Beautiful Mess

*Quelt* · 10-29-2014, 07:53 PM

Quelt would raise a brow to the girl, she seemed to be a lot more poetic than she figured she was. After all, such an in-sight about stars seemed to thought through. Not even he had a very creative mind like that. He was no poet or story teller, maybe that part of him made him a little boring. As he watched the stars in their shape, then looked at Venus' face. Just like the night sky, shining brightly through, she was like that. Her eyes too. His face softened a little, muscles relaxing as he watched the fire flies, the beauty of the night.
"Seems like we stayed long enough to see the wonders of the world come out." he mused as his nose became illuminated with a green glow. Quelt took in a deep breath and let it out. "I wonder if they're trying to be something they're not, like I was." he noted softly. The fire flies mocking the stars, it seemed like a sad desperate attempt to be something that they were not.

Speech,

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me