So silent. Not in just the form of zero words, but the atmosphere as well. The quality seemed so lonely yet beautiful.
A peacefulness so tranquil, that it seems as if thy lay in fantasy.
Oh how many desire such in their lifetime?
As many as the stars that light the sky.
How many have attained such, you wonder?
As many stars that light the morning sky.
So attainable, yet many hands outstretched lay denied.
This bliss he enjoys.
The bristle of golden hair revealed red eyes- gazing at the sky above.
The sky shielding nothing yet hiding everything.
How he came to this place he often wondered.
How he has long forgotten that question.
The passing of time however, never staying still forever flowing.
Brings the oh so faint melody to his ears.
So soft as to fool ones senses, though so real to linger in ones thoughts.
"As lonely...as the sky..."
Red eyes slowly narrow in confusion as (E/C) stare out of a window...into a night sky of clouds and a passing stillness.
"As lonely as the sky..."
Gazing into the vast canvas of night... he perceived what was thought as a passing wind-a whisper.
'A whisper?'
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FanfictionAs gentle as the wind, it started as a whisper, was he imaging the melody? In this place with no company he welcomed the distraction that slowly gained volume. "Can..you hear me?" Gilgamesh x Reader
