as the world comes to an end
i'll be there to hold your hand
i'll be there to hold your hand
Good thing Red is better at small talk than you. With a nonchalant shrug you tilt your head up, looking at the horizon. "Mermaids, mermen, an' every flavor in between." The topic isn't particularly exciting to you - merfolk are much like other folk, just, y'know, fishier - but then you catch sight of the young man's illuminated expression and something in you squeezes, stirring from the place it's been sitting dormant for years.
"I've only seen the city once, but it ain't a sight you forget." Hands splayed on the dock behind you, you lean back, your expression and tone easily adopting the nostalgic allure of a storyteller. "It was years ago, more'n I care to admit to." A crooked almost-smile pulls the muscles on your cheeks, and the moonlight that's reflected in your dark eyes seems to dance. "When I was a young an' foolish man who thought he could tame the ocean."
"I've only seen the city once, but it ain't a sight you forget." Hands splayed on the dock behind you, you lean back, your expression and tone easily adopting the nostalgic allure of a storyteller. "It was years ago, more'n I care to admit to." A crooked almost-smile pulls the muscles on your cheeks, and the moonlight that's reflected in your dark eyes seems to dance. "When I was a young an' foolish man who thought he could tame the ocean."
you're a king and i'm a lionheart
ZEPH
