#dustrot

[ehslye]

@theswell​​ said: “ i need to get in there. ” @songbite​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @ruinrisen​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @hisburial​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @hopeunto​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @dustrot​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @nomaiel​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ” @unwaken​​​ said:  “ i need to get in there. ”

lost in space // ACCEPTING

A chorus that surely begets an omen of some kind – unanimous, yet somehow cacophonic in  a chaotic contradiction as the singular thought is made aloud. Jahliqai stands firmly where he is – eye wide as everyone stares at him with a fiery determination he doesn’t understand. He blinks once. Twice. By the third blink, Jahliqai struggles to open his mouth – hesitation gripping him fiercly as he finds himself plagued with a singular fear – stammering it out with alarm: 

     “ Get... Get in where...? “

[songbite]

𝐒.                                                   𝐀𝐫𝐤 / @dustrot​

“ Now, now, hey now! ”  An exasperated huff, hand equipped to his hip like an accessory. His brows married and there’s only so little he can endure when it comes to banding a parade of pessimism — and he’s lived enough of that, enough to set it to stone and consider it décor to his spring of triumph amongst the many other pebbles. “ Enough of that, I beg of you. I beg you! There’s little to be done in moping and even less to be accomplished shall you complain! So please, consider a smile every so often, yes? Not only will you ought to look better, it’d do you good. ” And he mutters a little to himself, a bad habit, “ and maybe some quiet would do us both even better... ”