// the sky ran out of stars, they're all livin' in the city
don't wanna be nameless for life. you wanna be famous? that's fine //
don't wanna be nameless for life. you wanna be famous? that's fine //
Yeah, I was born here. Felix replies easily, swiftly. Technically… Two years ago. But I went to a shrine when I was really small and something there just sorta grew me up. There’s a rise and fall of the bear’s shoulders, bi-toned gaze focused again on Loren. But when the question of healing hits, the bear shakes his head slowly, ears perked through the curiosity though. Not really no. He says with a huff.
I’m learning to write and read better. Hopefully the explanation of growing up really quickly at a shrine would make sense now to Loren, would make sense that he hasn’t grasped most social cues that everyone else has at his age, how in some things he’s smart and in others almost dangerously ignorant. Samuel’s having me read a mix of history stuff and stories. The stories so he doesn’t get bored wafting through all the history.
I’m learning to write and read better. Hopefully the explanation of growing up really quickly at a shrine would make sense now to Loren, would make sense that he hasn’t grasped most social cues that everyone else has at his age, how in some things he’s smart and in others almost dangerously ignorant. Samuel’s having me read a mix of history stuff and stories. The stories so he doesn’t get bored wafting through all the history.
FELIX
