❛ what dangers lurk in these dark waters, i wonder. ❜
Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters
Invitation granted in a moment of carelessness- a moment of weakness, a moment of loneliness. Oswald wasn’t sure why Jack had come calling at the hour he had, and yet he hadn’t hesitated to invite him on a midnight walk- an invitation into his sacred solitude, an invitation into his heart, in a way- because he’d been there.
The words were spoken with such reverance, quiet voice disturbing stillness. The lake surface seemed to ripple in accordance to the blond’s words. Oswald suppressed a shiver- to him, Jack wasn’t talking about the lake they were both viewing, he was talking about something much more sinister, something much deeper, something much more personal. To Oswald, Jack was talking about himself.
He’s like water. Hadn’t he himself spoken those words years past? How much time had he spent on these thoughts? Too long, too many dark nights, too many lonely hours. Oswald wanted to believe in Jack- wanted to believe in his only friend, wanted to believe in her (not to say she affected how Jack was, more that her faith in Jack should not be misplaced; that was what Oswald wanted to believe).
“What dangers, indeed.” Oswald replied after a long silence, glancing up at the star filled sky- the moon was dark, refusing to look down upon them that eve, as if it too could sense a darkness within the two.
