And I was starting to feel the way I used to So just keep on laughing at the bad news
'Cause it's bringing me back Bringing me back
'Cause it's bringing me back Bringing me back
”I can’t.” Nate admits easily, his voice soft, almost breathless. ”This feels like a dream.” Like it wasn’t real, like it was too good to be real, but he hadn’t dreamed for longer than he hadn’t slept, so it had to be real. Even if the colours were all too bright, his one eye narrowed against the light of the sun, the one in the sky and the one clinging to him both.
Somehow, the ocean opens up before them, a straight shot to the beach laid out, and just like that, Nate remembers where to go. Credit absolutely belongs to Haai and Pemota, the overworked companions keeping them together, keeping them some measure of safe. Nate would never ask for perfection, but he does want to avoid anything too bad happening today, of all days.
The transition to sand has him stumbling again, nearly taking Nate and Sunjata both out, though he recovers just in time, stands straight and smiles. They’re so close now, he has to be some kind of put together. His hand squeezes Sunjata’s tight, the only evidence of his giddy excitement, as long as you didn’t count the almost too wide grin glued to his face. ”We did a good job.” He whispers, words growing softer the closer they approach their ceremony set up.
Somehow, the ocean opens up before them, a straight shot to the beach laid out, and just like that, Nate remembers where to go. Credit absolutely belongs to Haai and Pemota, the overworked companions keeping them together, keeping them some measure of safe. Nate would never ask for perfection, but he does want to avoid anything too bad happening today, of all days.
The transition to sand has him stumbling again, nearly taking Nate and Sunjata both out, though he recovers just in time, stands straight and smiles. They’re so close now, he has to be some kind of put together. His hand squeezes Sunjata’s tight, the only evidence of his giddy excitement, as long as you didn’t count the almost too wide grin glued to his face. ”We did a good job.” He whispers, words growing softer the closer they approach their ceremony set up.
NATE
