It Was Fear Of Myself That Made Me Odd
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2019 12:14 am
((Joey continued from Under This Killing Moon))
Every thought that was running through the boy's head seemed muddled. The only clear thought was the boy wondering how many miles he had walked over his time on the island. He had traversed the island more than once. He hadn't seen the entire place, but he was familiar with certain parts of it. One spot in particular was where he had attempted (and failed) to spy on the girls.
He took a moment to sit in the spot, enjoying the cool afternoon air.
He ran his fingers down the sides of one of his hook swords. He brought the hook towards his body and flicked at the tapered point with his thumb. The sharpness of the blade only made Joey realize how much pain it would inflict on someone. How much pain he would have to dish out soon. Whether it was an attack or defend scenario, Joey was going to fight someone.
Joey laid back in the long grass and stared up at the sky. He didn't know how much time was passing, but laying in the grass, staring at the treeline was soothing, and with what was sure to come, he needed all the soothing he could get.
Every thought that was running through the boy's head seemed muddled. The only clear thought was the boy wondering how many miles he had walked over his time on the island. He had traversed the island more than once. He hadn't seen the entire place, but he was familiar with certain parts of it. One spot in particular was where he had attempted (and failed) to spy on the girls.
He took a moment to sit in the spot, enjoying the cool afternoon air.
He ran his fingers down the sides of one of his hook swords. He brought the hook towards his body and flicked at the tapered point with his thumb. The sharpness of the blade only made Joey realize how much pain it would inflict on someone. How much pain he would have to dish out soon. Whether it was an attack or defend scenario, Joey was going to fight someone.
Joey laid back in the long grass and stared up at the sky. He didn't know how much time was passing, but laying in the grass, staring at the treeline was soothing, and with what was sure to come, he needed all the soothing he could get.