ravenghouled ☀️ noah czerny :
NOAH SIMPLY STARES at the offered thing ( a cigarette ) , longing and mournful . his hand half-rises , remnants of a boy raven king still hang upon this pauper . but then he drops it , looks around instead . the stars are bright , it reminds him of skateparks and friends and laughter and past . ❝ hi, skov. ❞ he slumps down next to him ; one moment he is a distance away and the next he's sitting next to the other like he's been right here the entire time . the solidifying energy is welcome , he presses closer for it . ❝ i ... i don't know. i've been , ❞ he loses track of his words almost instantaneously ( that may have less to do with ghouliness than a lack of a functioning attention span ) mouth turning downward as he finally realises what's wrong about the place. ❝ why are you here alone ?
skov is at the skatepark with kavinsky, watching k skate on the curved ramp, k twist and turn his feet during slope. as he sees a boy coalesce from the shadows, he startles, doing a double take and looking back. it was a boy with blonde hair — no, it wasn’t swan — ‘ hey, noah, ‘ skov says, seeing him, a black leather jacket warming his back.
‘ I’m here with my friend, kavinsky. want a cigarette? ‘ lighting a cigarette for the boy in gansey’s pack. they had seen each other at nino’s, he and his gang riding on motorcycle bikes. they wear sunglasses when going camping on the road during night. skov was the dj.
they briefly watch k skate ( he was wearing a black fedora hat and black jacket with a white evil face in the back ) ; noah remembering this was joseph kavinsky, who had challenged mr gansey in a car race, as he loved the free exhilaration of feeling the wind in his hair. gansey had a orange camaro called pig, and k had a white mitsubishi.
k and his dream pack had a lunch meal of meatlovers pizza, a star of david in yellow and red sauce at a table in this nino’s. as there had been no food in the cupboard, glancing inside the fridge ; a empty carton of milk and the box of rice krispie cereal sitting near the bin.
skov and k sometimes chatted during their motor-biking, conversing on favourite shows — he had seen the other drawing on paper of a penned rendering of a face with a bat hood ; ‘ hey, bitch, I like batman too. ‘ he also draws, drawing a ink rendition of a girl with black hair, black eyes and red lips ; the girl he liked, jiang.
chainsaw flutters down to the windowsill, a mouse in his beak, as it wanted to talk to the dream pack, and the mouse was what ronan had given it for breakfast. he and k were doing dreamwalking, becoming a strange unlikely pair of grudging cynics. he had drawn interest in ronan initially, because he was also a greywaren.
noah looks mournfully at the cigarette, it was lit for him which was a kind gesture. yet would he be able to smoke it? eyes darting to it momentarily, as he considered in apprehension. the grey tendrils of smoke were rising and intertwining in the air, in the afternoon sky with azure blue stars. glittering snow, he mused.
‘ naughty, naughty, ‘ the face on k’s back emanated in whisper, as he passed by them in continued skate, poking its tongue out, cut in two. he is calling out, ‘ I pulled this jacket out from my dreams. ‘ as he was a greywaren.
the face then snickered at noah’s face, he looking a little scared.
he picks up the cigarette, balancing it between his cold fingers, chilling the cig to a creeping icicle.
I’ve been dead for seven years.
he thinks. the word murdered had been traced in the car window, breathed in the cold glass of a fog. remembering ronan threw him out a window once.
k had eaten a bowl of cereal for breakfast. he had been feeling quite tired, or awake? — I feel awake when my eyes are open — as he had no sleep last night. he has deep black purple lips, sometimes feeling like a ghoul. with haunting visions of staring vacuously at someone, a bloodshot red black eye and hair turned to grey in the worried green eyed reflection of a blonde haired girl.
and hand reaching out towards…something in the warm morning air, birds chirping in the trees.