I know that Most feelings are fleeting, but I could make a home from this one
“This place is the Miana Pool!” Nate drags the words out like they’re something magical as he skirts far around the edge of the deep blue hole, leading them instead to a collection of shallower tide pools, closer to the ocean. Even at this distance, there’s splashes of colour obvious in them, the images distorted by the raindrops.
Kamaria’s outburst has Nate turning to look down at her, his mouth opening in a silent ‘o’ when he realizes what she’s trying to do. Stopping and dropping into a Cronus, the ascended reaches out to take both of Kamaria’s hands in his own, stopping them gently. “I don’t need your gloves, Sundrop. Besides,” the very tips of Nate’s fingers squeeze small hands gently, “they look much better with your coat.” The words come out with a self assured confidence, Nate shaking Kamaria’s hands to invite her in on the attitude.
Kamaria’s outburst has Nate turning to look down at her, his mouth opening in a silent ‘o’ when he realizes what she’s trying to do. Stopping and dropping into a Cronus, the ascended reaches out to take both of Kamaria’s hands in his own, stopping them gently. “I don’t need your gloves, Sundrop. Besides,” the very tips of Nate’s fingers squeeze small hands gently, “they look much better with your coat.” The words come out with a self assured confidence, Nate shaking Kamaria’s hands to invite her in on the attitude.
NATE
