UnderSakit Chapter 0.5
<This is a UTMV AU>
Warnings:
-Swearing.
-Mentions of poison.
Flowers blossomed under the younger one’s skeletal feet, his eye lights glowing with a Navajo white glow, his left eye light was uneven and cannot really be described, unlike the other. His moves were graceful and purposeful amongst the patches of flowers that surrounded the garden he walked in. Holding a bundle of flowers in his arms before he stopped to stand there silently, watching the patches of flowers that surround him with every one waving and flowing in the cool breeze, his face blank before morphing into one of exhaustion whilst letting out a heavy sigh. He promptly sat on the soft and wavy blades of grass below, the flowers in his arms were a bundle he never wanted at all. He HATED flowers, especially roses for he saw them as disgusting thorns that pricked at your heart and skin, being a false symbol of love as he believe them to be a painful reminder of his life, of how prickly his path to survival was, but he kept quiet about his preferences to not hurt his brother’s feelings. He saw his brother as a tall and kind individual, thoughtful and intelligent unlike himself. Always the best and sought for whenever the common folk needed assistance.
The younger one with his uneven eye lights and quiet demeanor was a child no one wanted to hear of, being hated by the many eyes watching him for simply “looking wrong”, which evidently lead to the younger one being called “Anak ng Kasamaan”. He was unfortunate even as he did no wrong to the world yet was titled as such. His elder brother, who was of the same species, was no exception to this treatment. Although he was loved by the public unlike the younger one, the older one had more of a “business love” or “fake love” as you may describe. A façade to keep them entertained, amusing the onlookers as if it were a simple game of pretend to both victim and predator, though frightening, it was how it is. Love never comes for free and will always have a cost no matter how little. This type of attention was craved into the naive mind of the younger brother. His want for love that he never knew the true meaning of would keep him in an eternal state of desperation. Even with a blank face, he still wanted his brother’s attention. It was the only one that felt genuine. Even though it felt like they were worlds further from the other without ever learning the reason for the tears they shed, they are still brothers and they understood one another more than anyone else. At least they thought of it as that.
Even as the cool breeze hit the young skeleton’s frame, he did not react as the fabric of his robe fluttered in the air. Folding and twisting as wrinkles started to form which did not bother him as much. The tree above shaded him with the small rays of light peeking through the leaves between, in turn, the flowers he held in his arms shone bright whenever they were in contact with the light. It was peaceful to the eyes of others, with the quiet and pleasant surroundings, anyone would think of it as a small paradise. However, the younger one saw this garden as one full of poisonous plants, especially that one. He knew the consequences of eating it, it was fatal and which the corpse would rot as the same plant grew over it. Ones who were lucky to just be ill, were most likely the ones who ate the petals and not the pistil. The pistil contained the most nectar, mainly in the ‘floral nectaries’. It disgusted the younger one by the fact this garden was full of them, yet no one was aware of their origins or uses. This just irritated him to the point of getting a migraine, “How could they be so stupid? Thinking of decor before safety.. this is bullshit.” he mumbled to himself. His other hand going up to his head, holding it with frustration as he shut his sockets close.
He opened his sockets to look around before letting out a sigh, “Stop watching me"