lights will guide you home, & ignite your bones
& i will try to fix you
& i will try to fix you
Neither of you are in particularly good shape—Finn far worse off though—but you're filled with canine enthusiasm and exuberance such that you think you could run all the way through the Celestine. You don't of course, instead spinning in a circle and barking your happy impatience at the Spyglass who chases after you, albeit a bit clumsily.
Darting around a corner, should Finn follow, it will be to see you on your hindlegs with your paws against a fountain. Every time you manage to press the button on the side of the faucet to dispense the water, you move to snap your teeth at the stream. Of course this means the water stops, leaving your chomping at nothing but the air. Still, your tail wags happily as you continue this process.
Darting around a corner, should Finn follow, it will be to see you on your hindlegs with your paws against a fountain. Every time you manage to press the button on the side of the faucet to dispense the water, you move to snap your teeth at the stream. Of course this means the water stops, leaving your chomping at nothing but the air. Still, your tail wags happily as you continue this process.
October
