as the world comes to an end
i'll be there to hold your hand
i'll be there to hold your hand
The compliment (is it a compliment? He literally only said you don't look old. Are you reading too much into this? Is he just trying to be obligatorily polite? Rae's tits and balls, you're hopeless) leaves you rather awkwardly uncomfortable, not entirely sure how to react. "A sight older'n you at least," you rumble gruffly, painfully aware of your graying hair and the lines around your face. He's a fucking spring chicken by comparison. "What're you, twenty? Twenty-two?" A child compared to an old frog like you.
It's been a long time since you told this story, so if you're a little rusty perhaps it can be forgiven. Face still upturned to the moon, you try to remember the details, both real and fabricated for amusement's sake. "Aye, I did. See, rumor is the merfolk have a whole trove'a treasure from sunken wrecks hidden in the city. That they decorate their walls in precious stones, an' that at the heart of it all is a great silver crown that'll give whoever wears it dominion o'er the sea."
As the story unwinds you become more and more animated, like a sleeping giant come to life in increments and bursts. It clears the cobwebs of sorrow and loss from your face, revealing the faintest flickering peek into the man you used to be: a brighter man, a better man, a man who loved and loved to love.
It's been a long time since you told this story, so if you're a little rusty perhaps it can be forgiven. Face still upturned to the moon, you try to remember the details, both real and fabricated for amusement's sake. "Aye, I did. See, rumor is the merfolk have a whole trove'a treasure from sunken wrecks hidden in the city. That they decorate their walls in precious stones, an' that at the heart of it all is a great silver crown that'll give whoever wears it dominion o'er the sea."
As the story unwinds you become more and more animated, like a sleeping giant come to life in increments and bursts. It clears the cobwebs of sorrow and loss from your face, revealing the faintest flickering peek into the man you used to be: a brighter man, a better man, a man who loved and loved to love.
you're a king and i'm a lionheart
ZEPH
