such a fugitive, you could've tricked anyone
The beach on his own (his own always being subjective to if one considered Hyperion a someone) was a magical place. He loved the way the waves lapped at the shore, frothy bubbles gathered at the surface, the crest of the horizon melted into the sky and the sun. Those dusk walks and flutters across the beach were some of the most peaceful moments, similar to his adventures through the greatwood... but wetter.
Now walking the beach with other people, was case sensitive, depending on the companion. In the book of thieves there are three people; those you can steal from, those who you might be able to steal from if you try hard enough, and those you love who you probably won't try to steal from probably. Beach walks with type one; fun, exciting, promising, have fun get new treasure. Beach walks with the second category, not worth it, get me out of this situation it is a waste of time, don't do it. Beach walks with the third however, were the best of all.
Naavi fell into the third category of course, and she was lucky because so few did. As he explored the shoreline with her now, watching as Hyperion hurried ahead of them, digging in the sand everynow and then, he felt a warm joy in his heart. Sure there were other things he could be doing, but this was enough. Naavi was always enough.
Naavi
Now walking the beach with other people, was case sensitive, depending on the companion. In the book of thieves there are three people; those you can steal from, those who you might be able to steal from if you try hard enough, and those you love who you probably won't try to steal from probably. Beach walks with type one; fun, exciting, promising, have fun get new treasure. Beach walks with the second category, not worth it, get me out of this situation it is a waste of time, don't do it. Beach walks with the third however, were the best of all.
Naavi fell into the third category of course, and she was lucky because so few did. As he explored the shoreline with her now, watching as Hyperion hurried ahead of them, digging in the sand everynow and then, he felt a warm joy in his heart. Sure there were other things he could be doing, but this was enough. Naavi was always enough.
houdini love,
you don't know what you're running away from
you don't know what you're running away from
KEYES
