remember, suddenly, something you'd forgotten -- had it slip out of your fingers, time rewound to cover your sudden lack of speech -- and
you wish you could forget it again, but--
"■■■■■■, dinner'll be done soon. Come on inside."
You hadn't wanted to, because it was-- vegetables, and you hadn't wanted any. The face is obscured by light. You don't remember who said it anymore.
The boat lay not so far from your ■■■■■■'s pier, ■■■■■■■■■ painted darkless on the side to better catch at night, the deftness of a ■■■■■■ born and raised on the sea making quick work of the rope that lashed it. A gentle push, bared hands wrapping around the smooth wood of the oars, and you watch as slowly
slowly
slowly
the island grows smaller in the distance, the heat from the sun having little effect on you thanks to the cloak your ■■■■■■ had made for you, something that had grown with you, had always kept you warm and cool when the temperatures dipped and risen as they ever would on your island, with its lightless beaches striking against the darkless snow that dragged down mountain peaks, houses and community stretching from the seashore to the inner woods.
You laugh to yourself, seeing your ■■■■■■ on the pier with ■■■ hands on ■■■ hips, exasperated as ever at your tricks, and turn the boat like always, starting to push back) ]
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(You
remember, suddenly, something you'd forgotten -- had it slip out of your fingers, time rewound to cover your sudden lack of speech -- and
you wish you could forget it again, but--
"■■■■■■, dinner'll be done soon. Come on inside."
You hadn't wanted to, because it was-- vegetables, and you hadn't wanted any. The face is obscured by light. You don't remember who said it anymore.
The boat lay not so far from your ■■■■■■'s pier, ■■■■■■■■■ painted darkless on the side to better catch at night, the deftness of a ■■■■■■ born and raised on the sea making quick work of the rope that lashed it. A gentle push, bared hands wrapping around the smooth wood of the oars, and you watch as slowly
slowly
slowly
the island grows smaller in the distance, the heat from the sun having little effect on you thanks to the cloak your ■■■■■■ had made for you, something that had grown with you, had always kept you warm and cool when the temperatures dipped and risen as they ever would on your island, with its lightless beaches striking against the darkless snow that dragged down mountain peaks, houses and community stretching from the seashore to the inner woods.
You laugh to yourself, seeing your ■■■■■■ on the pier with ■■■ hands on ■■■ hips, exasperated as ever at your tricks, and turn the boat like always, starting to push back) ]