Remember to smile
Gavaroche
01-30-2024, 06:53 PM
He moved from where he had washed up, his pace slow and steady, careful. He was aware that night was setting in soon, as the sun dipped its last rays on the ocean. His bicolored eyes were set forward though. He wasn't sure where he would go or whom he would meet, but his time as a slave was over for now. He had determined there was a fairly large sea between him and the lands he once called home. Too far to swim, and he had no clue the direction to sail if he could sail it.
He could see stars on the horizon to the east and the sun to the west dipping beneath the horizon slowly. It was an in between. A moment one stood stagnant and only time could move them forward or back. He was an in between in this moment. He could let the tides carry him forward, or he could stay in his comfort zone. The unknown stretched before him, it was terrifying. His hobbling stopped in the sands as a crab scurried across his path. His ears pressed back, an uncertainty in his hollow eyes. He knew how to be happy as someone's property but freedom, that was a terrifying thing. he didn't know hat to do with such a huge concept. He'd been born a slave, trained to do what he needed to for his job and given everything he needed to live so long as he did a good job. But what if he felt like he needed that to live? His hind end sat with his legs kicked to the side while he stayed deep in thought.
"Talk"
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