pretty good at bad decisions
“I heard these fucks haven’t ever seen an ocean. Y’believe that?” The snake shook his head, stumbling a bit as he continued to scoff at the idea of this oasis, which in his mind was a glorified puddle with a sign reading shallow, no diving.
“The palace? Uhhh. Some pretentious name. Can’t rightly recall. Only you need this special plant ter breathe down there and honestly, it’s a right bit of work to get. On clear days y’can see if from the surface though.”
Downing his drink, grabbing a bottle and then Sunjata’s arm, the snake drunkenly pulled his new friend somewhere else where he could paint a verbal picture of what Torchline actually was. It was resplendent with embellishments, but really, the land didn’t need to be oversold. Glittering beaches, glowing stones, geysers of rainbow water, the fucking animals? The more interested Sunjata seemed, the more James’ tales grew and grew and grew, until he was too properly drunk to say anything more than. “Fuckkkin’ right.”
~FIN
“The palace? Uhhh. Some pretentious name. Can’t rightly recall. Only you need this special plant ter breathe down there and honestly, it’s a right bit of work to get. On clear days y’can see if from the surface though.”
Downing his drink, grabbing a bottle and then Sunjata’s arm, the snake drunkenly pulled his new friend somewhere else where he could paint a verbal picture of what Torchline actually was. It was resplendent with embellishments, but really, the land didn’t need to be oversold. Glittering beaches, glowing stones, geysers of rainbow water, the fucking animals? The more interested Sunjata seemed, the more James’ tales grew and grew and grew, until he was too properly drunk to say anything more than. “Fuckkkin’ right.”
~FIN
not super into giving a shit
