Enzo
Spitting image aside, the two of them share the same impish grin, and Enzo’s chest swells like a proud bird. They may not live together, and time spent may be sporadic, but Enzo is determined to make the most of it. “Kind of a bad time of year,” he muses, ever the studious pupil beneath Vai. “But we can find one!” If it’s a bigger sapling, well, that sounds distinctly like a problem for his dad, not Enzo.
Oblivious or single-minded, Enzo doesn’t notice the vines creeping a little too close to his nape, busy stifling giggles as they tickle at his ears and pull on his curls. Tripping gainfully here and there without pause, he lends one such ear to his father’s explanation. Eyes too busy hunting. “If you die and make me wait, why should you get the sandwich and not me since I was patient?” he quips, unbothered by talk of death. He’s not unaware of the differences - permanent and impermanent - so it’s easier to be blasé about the latter. That, and he is quite enchanted by the natural process of death, the cycle of life down to the smallest atom.
Oblivious or single-minded, Enzo doesn’t notice the vines creeping a little too close to his nape, busy stifling giggles as they tickle at his ears and pull on his curls. Tripping gainfully here and there without pause, he lends one such ear to his father’s explanation. Eyes too busy hunting. “If you die and make me wait, why should you get the sandwich and not me since I was patient?” he quips, unbothered by talk of death. He’s not unaware of the differences - permanent and impermanent - so it’s easier to be blasé about the latter. That, and he is quite enchanted by the natural process of death, the cycle of life down to the smallest atom.
you are young and life is long
and there is time to be killed today
and there is time to be killed today
