#firstwings

[braverson]

vision swims with doubts & regrets . thinks back on eons & eons ago . flock was more corporeal & less heavenly . lambs bleated with no cares , & endless space of less than perfect grass . at least now , they all have attained divinity . recalls fateful walk with brother . i don't know where i'm going , but i don't think i'm coming home . cold nose of heavenly lamb pulls him from his thoughts . i'll check in tomorrow , if i don't wake up dead .

❛ Ο ― have you ever seen him , @firstwings ? ❜ does not utter his name . cannot bring himself to say his name . DID THEY EVEN MOURN ? did mother weep when they found this , broken body of their son ? did father vow vengeance ? is this how he attained his position ? questions do not lend themselves to be voiced . who is he to question the divine arrangement . holds lamb a little closer to his chest . this is the road to ruin , & it started at the end .

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 .

[braverson]

has avoided stepping out of room for weeks now . does not want to become familiar with anyone that isn't him . some semblance of grace keeps it so there is no one . would cast a prayer , but to whom might he cast it towards ? dear dad , i fucked up royally . . .

sits at the empty bar , needs to stretch his wings . hears the other enter , but says nothing . just baxter . vague knowledge , nothing concrete . finds himself positive he does not want to know him more intimately . listens for the sound of steps leading him away . hangs his head when he hears none . sigh , ❛ Ο ― i can feel you staring , @firstwings , ❜

wings tuck against body , peripherals catch scarlet feathers as they settle against sides . wishes for protection from curious eyes , a shudder of wings as if they protest his eyes as well . ❛ Ο ― what's , uh . what's up ? ❜

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍

[angelsandemons]

@firstwings

Ever since the hotel was rebuilt, the was a lot more to clean than before—more than even she could clean in a day! At first, she stuck to her old routine, but that just ended up with her cleaning the same portion of the hotel every day and neglecting the rest. So, after about two days of this, she decided to split the hotel in half. It wasn't till the third day at max capacity that she was finally able to reach the lab,

Niffty climbed down the latter in complete silence, no cleaning supplies in hand yet. She liked to scout out the new parts of the hotel herself first, in part to see how much she would need to get it clean. Once she reached the bottom, she took a look around, and was pleasantly surprised to see it was not a total disaster. The room had a lot of new smells, many chemical, she was not familiar with. Then her eye fell on the man working there.

That was Baxter! One of the new guests. He'd caught her eye almost immediately, especially after he described himself as a 'mad scientist'. If that didn't scream 'bad boy', she didn't know what did. Just as silently as she'd entered, Niffty scurried over to take a closer look at what he was doing. She ended up right beside him, peek up just enough to see him experimenting on some roaches.

“Whatcha doin’ with the bugs?”

[bicimotosfirstwings]

GANADOR RIFA KIT DE MOTOR DE 80 CC INAUGURACION BICIMOTOS FIRST WINGS 31 JULIO 2017