#filiuslux

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        “  My, my. How youth blossoms. I wonder.. where are your parents ?  “

[aurelicht]

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   “Does it still hurt?” Fuyumi gently swipes her thumb over the bandages covering her brother’s arm, careful not to apply too much pressure. 

[filiuslux]

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈:     𝙱 𝙸 𝚁 𝙳 𝚂

SPARROW.     innocence.  big dreamer.  waking up too early.  walking home.  being afraid of meeting new people.  slim hands. always cold. reading a book under a tree.  the smell of the forest. missing your home.

EAGLE.      independent. caring too much for others. sharp looks. walking through the city late at night. the tallest and most spectacular building. iron. being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad.

SWIFT.    falling in love easily and heavily. traveller. the infinity of the bluest sky. storms. broken smiles. forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones. feeling out of place. mistrusting people. a fleeting romance.

CROW.    feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot. prejudging. tight hugs that leave you breathless. a grey sky. serenity. intelligence. being left behind.  chains.   smoke. the pride of someone wise.  

DOVE.     petals. jealousy. being tired of living with the same old faces. whispered secrets. marble.  sundresses.  white clothes.  the first sunset of winter.  pride in who you are.  learning to get over someone.

SEAGULL.     family.  golden light. the sea murmuring in your ear. summer afternoons.  caramel ice cream.  collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures.  living breezy and carefree.  swimming in the sunlight.

CANARY.      artistic.  getting excited easily. dancing and singing while you are alone.   looking at your friends having fun.  no phone. being afraid of judgement.  spring.  a meaningful gift.  the first ray of sunlight.

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[endeavcr]

small feet shuffled behind a corner of where he watched the figure of his father...he looked different...older, and his face was scared. biting his lower lip trying to build courage, trying to build confidence in being able to just- say something to him. his face scrunched as a sneeze rippled through his body as he uncontrollably let his left side blowing him towards the other side of the hall. "...ow."

Enji held the morning’s paper out in front of him as he somewhat groggily stepped through the halls. A sneeze, then a gout of flame, and Enji’s eyes were fixed on the source of the noise.

Seeing his youngest, his shoulders relaxed, and he gave a small sigh, and returned his eyes to the paper. “Just Shoto.”

?!? “SHOTO?!”