// i could get lost in pillowed dreams //
She’s a shell of how she normally is. Ever since the day they’d gone to see their mother. And Caly notes it with each passing day with confusion and misunderstanding for how much they were the same – triplets, Nova and Caly should be two peas in a pod with the third their thankfully overprotective brother. But this venture was between them, standing at the rail with her fingers stroking along the bracelet that if she closes her eyes for just a few moments certainly feels the echo of their mother within.
She sighs quietly to herself, turning toward Nova and flashing her a sunshine smile that’s loads warmer than the Deepfrost sun against the desert of Hak Etme moving from below them. “It ain’t the end of the world, y’know.” She murmurs just to her sister, gesturing with an ivory gloved hand to the expanse of the desert below them. “Jus’ this one thing.”
She sighs quietly to herself, turning toward Nova and flashing her a sunshine smile that’s loads warmer than the Deepfrost sun against the desert of Hak Etme moving from below them. “It ain’t the end of the world, y’know.” She murmurs just to her sister, gesturing with an ivory gloved hand to the expanse of the desert below them. “Jus’ this one thing.”
Calypso
// caught in a stitch of what could be //
