Post by CONRAD FISCHER on Feb 9, 2018 11:39:40 GMT -6
I CHASED THE PICTURED PERFECT LIFE
I THINK THEY PAINTED IT WRONG
I THINK THEY PAINTED IT WRONG
"not at all, ma’am!” excitement funneled and churned throughout his body, fervent and ardent, swift and quick, and it flowed along his limbs and branched amongst his movements when he’s brought back to his feet by a helping hand. brewing past the seditious, restless vestiges of his heart and leaning on the more ebullient designs.
“terribly sorry about that," he says, but what he really means is: "i shouldn't be in your way.”
perhaps because he’ll always live beneath them, conrad had always given little thought to the power and prestige of the other members. they were like towers, like behemoths, like every other portion of their clique: beautiful, deadly, snakes and snares laying in wait.
they were safe from harm, and enemies weren’t.
and so, a smile had still played over his features, at the thought of security, dancing on the cobweb expanse and unfurling all of his unknowing.
conrad keens to her only, gaze narrowing to regard the woman, his curiosity slinking and slithering. this was nearly overcoming his prior commitments for the sake of inquiry and interest. "are you okay?" voice like music, faint and low.
“terribly sorry about that," he says, but what he really means is: "i shouldn't be in your way.”
perhaps because he’ll always live beneath them, conrad had always given little thought to the power and prestige of the other members. they were like towers, like behemoths, like every other portion of their clique: beautiful, deadly, snakes and snares laying in wait.
they were safe from harm, and enemies weren’t.
and so, a smile had still played over his features, at the thought of security, dancing on the cobweb expanse and unfurling all of his unknowing.
conrad keens to her only, gaze narrowing to regard the woman, his curiosity slinking and slithering. this was nearly overcoming his prior commitments for the sake of inquiry and interest. "are you okay?" voice like music, faint and low.
