ALL SHE’D REMEMBER BEFORE BEING USHERED AWAY was a loud noise && seeing bits of falling rock in the pit━mind never wondered to that this might the day her father returned from being away. almost every day the child awake with the thought : ❝ would my dad come home today? ❞ but as days went on , && turned into years when she could actually understand what happened , && he hadn’t come . . eveline let go just a little on the idea all together. she’d still held hope , && always would , but in order to stop herself from . .being too down about it the small child pushed it aside && focused on something else ! now , here she stands nearly seven years old , with hands pressed against cool cement as adults talk among themselves━blue hues , ocean eyes ! , peak just slightly over the corner. fingers have curled ‘round the edge , long locks of hair that hand down her back shift while a hint of the red ribbon she wore almost ever day reflects off harsh florescent lighting. not a word has been spoken for she’s observing them , trying to figure out what’s happened ! body moves further back when she’s been spotted , ❝ eveline , you can come out sweetheart. ❞ octavia spoke in a tone reserved for her. ❝ it’s daddy. ❞ daddy? / @earthsheir gets this cause it was a need.
