RAZA
I can understand that - being absorbed in the sound of the waves. What do you think lulls the sailors to sleep every night, the Torchline babes in their cradles, the lovers on the beach? The sound of the Ocean is in our blood. Most of us, however, don’t stand in rapt attention to Aumakua. Not the sane ones, at least.
“Admiring?” I repeat, as if the idea had never occured to me. Not recently, at least. The things I admire are out there - in the water. In a head. I’m about to ask her another question when she asks her own, and then I know she ain’t from here. “No, the lighthouse is for everyone.” I pause, tilting my head a little as I try to suss her out. “Haven’ you seen a lighthouse before?” I suppose you could own a lighthouse, but why take the responsibility of guiding the ships home on yourself? It’s an everyone kind of thing.
And who’s ever heard of someone living in a lighthouse? I chuckle to myself at the thought. “You ain’t from here, are ya?”
That seems to be my go-to phrase lately. I hate it.
“Admiring?” I repeat, as if the idea had never occured to me. Not recently, at least. The things I admire are out there - in the water. In a head. I’m about to ask her another question when she asks her own, and then I know she ain’t from here. “No, the lighthouse is for everyone.” I pause, tilting my head a little as I try to suss her out. “Haven’ you seen a lighthouse before?” I suppose you could own a lighthouse, but why take the responsibility of guiding the ships home on yourself? It’s an everyone kind of thing.
And who’s ever heard of someone living in a lighthouse? I chuckle to myself at the thought. “You ain’t from here, are ya?”
That seems to be my go-to phrase lately. I hate it.
tonight the heartache's on me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
