abel’s a bit young to have FATHERED riley, but to tell silas, that abel WAS NOT his father, was something that’s never quite come up. in fact, abel WAS ONLY a friend of riley’s mother; OR rather had been, in the days that riley had basked in GEORGIA SUN, and laid in the fields surrounding THEIR COVEN. it was home, and in his mind. it was still bathed IN GOLD. and at night. the stars were BRIGHT. and the bonfire burned vibrantly with LONGEVITY. however, it feels so far away now. distant, and hard to catch hold of. lately he feels swallowed by darkness, and THE GRAVES that surround this city built upon THE DEAD, only proceed to consume his light whole, like it were a flicker ; and not A FLAME.
❝ silas! c’mon, y’know i get in trouble TOO when you do stuff like that. you keep it up, and he’s gonna ward the house && you won’t be able to get back in until he lifts it! ❞
&&. @sinsurfaced / continued.