and the only solution was to stand and fight
my body was bruised and i was set alight
He is a little too warm beneath the collar by the time they have cleared the space, but at least his muscles are adequately warmed up as well. They all work simultaneously, quickly enough and with enough hands to spare that it comes together quite nicely in a moment's time. Of course, they are far from finished, and when Bastien calls him by name to another task, the acrobat comes with a warm smile. "My favorite color. Consider it done." The humor fades away to seriousness in the latter half, taking the brush and bucket of paint that the man provides before turning to the freshly washed wall.
He had never been an artist necessarily, but color and decoration are close enough to his upbringing. Harper is careful with each stroke, avoiding drips and smears, wanting this mural to be as perfect as possible. It's a surprisingly soothing task, one that he takes to happily as the wall disappears beneath dark cobalt with every sweep of his arm. The sound of the bristles against the wall, the drip of liquid back into the bucket, all a soothing melody to his work.
He had never been an artist necessarily, but color and decoration are close enough to his upbringing. Harper is careful with each stroke, avoiding drips and smears, wanting this mural to be as perfect as possible. It's a surprisingly soothing task, one that he takes to happily as the wall disappears beneath dark cobalt with every sweep of his arm. The sound of the bristles against the wall, the drip of liquid back into the bucket, all a soothing melody to his work.
but you came over me like some holy rite
and though I was burning, you're the only light
HARPER
