A top of the man-made boulder, Blue set up a breakfast of a couple waffle sandwiches and some leftover black tea. He lays out an old blanket on top of the flat surface.
"Quite the feast, is it not?" Violeta remarked.
"Yes, quite."
They watched the sunrise sipping the cold tea and chewing their soggy sandwiches, neither of them complained throughout the whole meal. Violeta is not a person with many friends, Blue with even less.
He didn't know what to say, or if anything really had to be said. Blue Boy felt quite miserable and he was unsure why. He glanced over at Violeta sitting, she seems effortlessly cool to him. A breeze blew against them as she turned towards Blue.
"You see that?" she nods towards the pink octahedron.
"Yeah, what's all this then?" he lays back on the blanket.
"It's a power source of some kind, it naturally regenerates energy, this thing could power a whole district, a small city even."
I hang on to every word. The clouds begin to part and change colors from the dreary, gray of the early morning to fluffy, white scoops of vanilla. Several cirrus streak the sky, we watch them drift for a small while.
Blue awakens in the very spot he remembers last. I feel asleep, he thinks. He doesn't recall feeling tired. Apparently, so did Violeta. She sleeps next to him breathing out her mouth, she's calm and distant. Her eyelashes lay on her cheeks.
Its gotten considerably warmer since the morning, the sun is nearing mid-day.
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Blue Boy
Fantasy✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄ A young blue folk drifts in search of something else. ✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄ A fanfiction set in one of my absolute favorite video games, Hyper Light Drifter. There is a race of blue folk in this world and this particula...
