But the loneliness never left me
I always took it with me
"S'pose I ain't," you acquiesce with a small crooked smile, then let the matter go. Not strangers any longer, no. Friends, perhaps, or something like it, something somewhat close.
You work on the fire quietly, though his request makes you pause. Glancing up at the man, you raise your eyebrow in question, pulling another playful place. "No food, no fire, no sunlight... why'd ya join the club in the first place?" You've lit a small spark by now, the kindling catching merrily. Carefully you add your fuel: two thick logs that will burn long and hot, but stay low, building embers more than flame. A compromise that you only hope will be acceptable for him.
And to help further you settle in on the sand, your back to the fire, your body between it and him. Now grabbing the bottle of rum, you extend it in offering with a suddenly alarmed: "Please tell me ya can still drink, Red. I don' wanna be hammered alone."
You work on the fire quietly, though his request makes you pause. Glancing up at the man, you raise your eyebrow in question, pulling another playful place. "No food, no fire, no sunlight... why'd ya join the club in the first place?" You've lit a small spark by now, the kindling catching merrily. Carefully you add your fuel: two thick logs that will burn long and hot, but stay low, building embers more than flame. A compromise that you only hope will be acceptable for him.
And to help further you settle in on the sand, your back to the fire, your body between it and him. Now grabbing the bottle of rum, you extend it in offering with a suddenly alarmed: "Please tell me ya can still drink, Red. I don' wanna be hammered alone."
but I can put it down
in the pleasure of your company
ZEPHYR
Base Code by Sky!
