Ah, a light flickers in the ruined city
And an invisible tune, full of wishes, echoes around
Now, the burned-down sky sinks to the bottom of the water
And is filled with moonlight
♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀
And an invisible tune, full of wishes, echoes around
Now, the burned-down sky sinks to the bottom of the water
And is filled with moonlight
♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀
"Oh! D-don't think m-m-much of it..." Ken exclaimed, his cheeks turning into a slight pink color. It did not matter how many times this would happen to him, he still disliked his mother's tactics to find some sort of lover for him. This situation was just an accident, and he was not going to allow it to develop more than that.
His eyes widened when Cinder asked about his own cabin. He certainly had not expected the supposed son of Apollo to be so eager for Ken's own cabin. It was one of the most ornate in the camp, and he had been ridiculed several times before about how "unmanly" it looked. But he was sure Cinder was different; he had not even inquired anything about his own life, which was a relief so far. He did not feel like explaining everything about his job as a model, at least not yet.
"We can look at it now, if you are done here," he said, beginning his stride to the Aphrodite cabin. He was walking slow enough for the boy to catch up, whenever he was ready to.
Dyed in the blue burning night
Your shoulders are so slender they’re almost not there
I tightly hang on to them, but still you fade away
Your shoulders are so slender they’re almost not there
I tightly hang on to them, but still you fade away
♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀
((OOC: ....))
