Spider Flowers || Vincent & Levi
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There always seemed to be too much to the boy that was Levi Henderson. Too much that cause him to be. It wasn’t that he was complicated, or complex. It wasn’t layers upon layers like some who might have been. No, the boy, the young god; he was just full of things that left him empty. There was hatred, and anger that sat in the pit of his stomach. But boredom, that was the best way to describe what he felt. What fueled that who would never seem to be satisfied. It was a dangerous game often to let a young god be bored, they can cause chaos, create havoc. Just look at the aftermath of that who was Reese Davidson.
While the two of them were similar in many ways, perhaps shattered mirrors showing what they thought the other might have been. They were cataclysmic in their own seperate ways. The damage each seemed to cause, violent acts on their own.
In the dim light of the afternoon, insisting on casting oranges against the street lights that already threatened to ruin the beauty of the night, Levi Henderson found himself crossing paths with one he sought after often. In fact, crossing paths perhaps might have been the wrong word. Rather, found the other he was in fact, searching for in his afternoon of frustration.
