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quick thistle ‘the mind electric’ edit to visualize something for a possible drawing i’ll do ehe
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i did the drawing if anyones interested!
thistle.drawing
Dilation
Sometimes, I wonder if anyone else notices the way that eyes change in moments of emotion, and not just the eye lids, or the corners. But, the pupils and the sheen in the eye. I wonder if anyone else notices, the way eyes,
when one is close to another, pupils enlarge, a glisten and smile fill into the eye even if the lips say nothing. I wonder if anyone else notices the serotonin rush, that I see, when I comfort them. It feels vain to say, but it's true.
I can see the emotion in your eyes, you don't have to hide it from me. There's more to what the eye can see than we realize.
Opening for Far Cry From You.
I’m 5,500 words in (satisfying), does it seem interesting?
Starlight Shines Bright, But Not As Bright As My Love Tonight
“Lafayette....” Alexander gasped, his hand covering his mouth as tears began forming in his eyes. “I...I don’t know what to say...”
“Well, saying ‘yes’ would be ideal,” Lafayette joked halfheartedly, forcing a smile on his face as he tried to keep his balance on one knee. The diamond ring glimmered in the candlelight, illuminating the windowsill that displayed the inky darkness of night where stars shone brightly. Metallic gold lay twisted around the diamond, holding it in place and forming what was quite clearly an engagement ring.
“But what if I didn’t?” Alexander asked quietly, his voice weak as he attempted to keep his emotions held inside. “What if I told you that I don’t want to marry you and I never wanted to see you again because then you’d find someone who deserves your love?”
“Alexander...Even if you did say those things, and even if they were true, I could never find another person whom I hold so much affection for in my heart. If only I could reach the sky and give you a star of your own, if only you could see how brightly you shine....” Lafayette whispered, eyes wide with hope.
“Gilbert...” Alexander muttered, leaving his chair and leaning down to be face-to-face with the anxious Frenchman on the floor. He ran his hand along Lafayette’s cheek for a moment before pulling his chin up to kiss him softly, and pulling away far too quickly. “You didn’t even have to ask. I will always be yours.”
“You...You mean..?” Lafayette stuttered, beginning to shake slightly.
“Yes. I mean yes, I’ll marry you, yes, I’ll be your husband, yes, I’ll love you until our dying days, yes, yes, a thousand times, yes!” Alexander exclaimed in tearful joy. He stood up fully and offered Lafayette his left hand slowly. Lafayette stared up at him for a moment, a single tear streaming down his face, before sliding the ring onto Alexander’s finger and standing up, grabbing him by the waist and spinning them around.
“I love you, I love you, I love you!” He shouted, uncaring at what volume he spoke. He set Alexander down after a few moments of crying and spinning him around, and gazed at him lovingly for a moment before speaking in a soft voice. “My love, you look so gorgeous in the starlight...”
Alexander wrapped his arms behind Lafayette’s neck and kissed him for a moment, only pulling away for a moment to whisper, “Starlight shines bright, but not as bright as my love tonight.”
@virusap I heard that you were feeling sad
YES? NO?
I have so much writing that I’m not sure whether to discard or not and so much abandoned and so much that needs to be edited again it’s kind of overwhelming.
me editing an essay aka let’s replace this bullshit with some higher grade bullshit
Listen I know I said I wasn't ready and it wasn't you it was me the typical swerve from a head on crash collision. But they say eventually the ocean is gonna swallow up all the land and it starts at the sand. Erosion is going to erase all human life and then we're all going to be down there with atlantis. I am the land but I am also the ocean it's written in my star alignment and I am going to drown myself along with all the history books I'm written in. And you are rock and sturdiness and dependancy it's carved into the way you walk and you are going to shake the earth with your tectonic plates that you hide under your analytical linguistic observations. Listen I know I said I was scared of being forgotten but the sea is always there, people just forget to acknowledge the sound of its brave because waves go but they always come back. What if I didn't come back one day. What if I came back and swallowed everything away. So that's what I mean, you are structured and everyone always knows what they can expect from you and you are a stone solid sticks to his word kinda guy. I am many forms and I switch colours the deeper you go and no one knows because one second I can be calm and pristine but I can change on a dime into a tsunami and take hearts away with my undertow. We could have been perfect if I could've controlled my waves and you could've timed your dissipation but I said I wasn't ready. Listen I know I told you we're completely different formations of nature, but maybe that isn't so bad.