A smile, one that was neither forced nor enigmatic. It was a smile that hit his eyes along with the tender nuances of orange twilight, the tingle of fingertips with the anticipation with hours left of swimming and talking, of a moment shared between the two of them.
It was nice not to be alone, even though for years Essek had reconciled him with the concept of loneliness. When had the thought become so untenable? Or perhaps, it was not the absence of company, but rather the quality of company that lit a longing inside of him. No matter, it would be kept as close as the pearl was, held within his own palm-- and a symbol of a reuniting.
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A smile, one that was neither forced nor enigmatic. It was a smile that hit his eyes along with the tender nuances of orange twilight, the tingle of fingertips with the anticipation with hours left of swimming and talking, of a moment shared between the two of them.
It was nice not to be alone, even though for years Essek had reconciled him with the concept of loneliness. When had the thought become so untenable? Or perhaps, it was not the absence of company, but rather the quality of company that lit a longing inside of him. No matter, it would be kept as close as the pearl was, held within his own palm-- and a symbol of a reuniting.