acutely aware that she’s DIFFERENT, a lesson to be learned at a young age ; now in tune with countless mysteries of the world. lucent optics w i d e && lacking the blindness that the populace held so dearly to account for their MORAL world. a skirted scoff, pursing of full brims at the other’s seemingly recklessness — she’s apprehensive, acknowledges the need to be c a r e f u l with her power for it came at a great cost. ❛ i don’t think you scaring the living hell out of them is the way to do it, ❜ a callous honesty to uttered prose, never one to hold back on what she deems a necessity to be stated. buxom frame, drenched from unrelenting waters, rests STAGNANT. does not come any closer for she’s entirely unaware of who the other was, what he could do. ❛ unfortunately for you, all my tricks are up my sleeve. nothin’ to s h o w you, sorry to disappoint. ❜
he doesn’t dignify her words with an answer. instead, flames continue to lick at the grass around him, embers of amber and yellow alike flickering between them ; she is an enigma. there’s something about her, something that has elwood distrusting – something that certainly makes him think she’s LYING. he appreciates her honesty ; if elwood knew what appreciating something required. standing, the boy cocks his head to the side, eyes flashing crimson before the flames disappear once more than the duo are plunged into darkness, his LAUGHTER the only sound filling the void between them. all my tricks are up my sleeve. tutting, elwood spreads his arms wide, before his lips pull up into the brightest of smiles. ❛ … – – well, now that’s just no fun. ❜