𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺.
The woman of impeccable beauty was the infinite definition of her name. Calm and poise.
Born into a violent life of guns and knives, you would assume a Mafia Princess like her would be training and preparing to be the next heir...
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"Do you think it's scary knowing how little we are compared to the universe?"
Watching the cars we passed by so casually had me thinking back to the thoughts I played on this morning with.
Considerably, I was interested in his opinion. He was intimidating and so powerful in this world of ours but yet, just another human displayed on earth—nothing but a round globe of water.
"No," He replies quietly, "I don't think it's scary."
I look away from the tinted window, right into the sunset reflecting into his eyes.
"You don't think being like little ants on an island floating in the middle of gravity is scary?" I raise a brow, overlooking not an inch of his calm facade twitching with distress from my comment.
I've never seen anyone so calm in the matter of this question. Maybe he truly doesn't care.
"I don't." He claims, giving me a tender view of his sharp jaw and the fluttering of his dark lashes when looking down at the speed monitor, blocking the sight of his sharp, blue eyes. "Given the life we have, why should you waste it being frightened about something that won't change?"
Now that's some spitting facts.
The ordinary comment of how frightening it was to realise that we lived on a planet in the middle of a void was something I heard often, but his response was right. How we live won't change, it's the reality of life. It's not hurting us, so why be scared of something so insignificant?
"I like the way you think, D'argento." I hum in satisfaction, smiling proudly to myself at the man beside me.
To which I receive a chuckle. He found it amusing that I thought his reply was so extraordinary.
"So, where is it that you're taking me?" I try budging at the possibility of him spilling the secret location he currently was leading us to. I was becoming incredibly impatient.
"Nothing pretty," He grumbled sarcastically, masking my lips to purse together.
We were on the road for about thirty minutes now. It was mostly silent—not counting me humming to the tunes replaying in my mind all the while stuck thinking about life and the universe and other planets.
Even during my time transfixed inside my mind, I caught mere glimpses of Silver secretly glancing at me from the side, almost admiringly—he thought I couldn't see him, silly billy.
Twirling one of my curls around my slender finger, I take notice that we were trailing off the main road and onto a side road, falling off the trail of a road.
From afar the road looked to be trailing off into a distance of thick, tall trees that all overlapped one another—it looked almost impossible to drive through.
