Time | muke au

eins

Night fell a long time ago.

A day was beautiful, and a night was even more beautiful, almost breathtaking. Sky was in the different shades of blue from marine to dark on, and in black. Moon was full and it looked twice brighter than usual. Even the stars were visible, looking like a thousand of burning candles. It was very quiet night, almost silent.

In the city that never sleeps lights were illuminating the streets like there stood the greatest darkness ever and it needed to be removed. Almost none shadow was able to hide, almost none figure had a spot to hide. Strange quietness made question of an existence living creatures in city, only some screams making it not fully silent.

On a dirty pavement of a lonely street walked tall, young boy, with his head down and his black oversized hoodie hiding half of his face. It was cold and chilly night, temperature very close to zero, and the boy wore only dark hoodie. He wore only black, from black hoodie to black skinny jeans. His worn black Converse echoed his footsteps, while he was being somewhere in his own world, not caring a bit about the world around him.

Boy's thoughts weren't anywhere on the pavement his feet touched. They didn't have to be. He was walking through the city without any worries on his mind, just enjoying the beautiful night, even though city itself unhelped the atmosphere of such a wonderful night. A boy had the earphones on and had listened to some music his friend recommended to him. His lips unconsciously moved with a lyrics of songs, the beauty of notes made him somehow happy. His hands were shaking, due to coldness and tiredness which caused him very low control of his body. He tried to warm them, but didn't succeed. He had already bad circulation and he always has hard time warming his palms and feet but this was terrible. He wished he brought his favourite leather gloves, instead of putting them with the boxes, along with unnecessary thing his mother packed.

Young male turned around the corner of the street, appearing in the non-low rated and nice neighbourhood in the city. City lights revealed his hidden facial features. Boy, at the end of puberty was very attractive, with a small nose, high rosecheeks and almost pimpleless skin. Boy's eyes were blue, a colour of radiant blue that was almost inexistent, a colour that was always found on eye-colour contacts and in LOTR movies. His skin was pale, along with his lips on whom was black lip ring. His hair was black, really black, unnaturally shinning, just showing how it was dyed few hours ago. Blue-eyed boy's expression was serious, not showing any kind of emotions.

While trying to warm up his hands and listening to some weird songs that had even weirder name, boy turned into his street. He still had a hard time adjusting to the feeling that it was his street, and that blue building with huge white windows was the building in which was his apartment. He was so happy that he finally got his own place and that he wouldn't have to worry about bed time or catching the stupid bus or having a fear of being caught of coming home after the curfew. Surely, he did miss his family, it would be stupid if he didn't, but he was glad he got freedom he wanted.

He stopped in front of the main door of the building, just admiring his new home. He came inside, being glad that his apartment wasn't at the top, because damn building was tall and had more than a 10 floors, without having an elevator. Soon he was standing in front of his apartment door, impatiently unlocking them, wanting just to get in his warm cozy home.

After entering and locking his home, blue-eyed boy stood in the living room, seeing that he didn't start unpacking his stuff from the boxes yet. He groaned, but thanked his mother at the same time for helping him packing because without her he would've forgot half of the things. He went to the kitchen, to make himself some warm chocolate. He put some milk on a cook and went to the hall, to take of his shoes and hoodie, being now in plain black T-shirt. Two minutes and one washing hands after raven boy was walking around his apartment, enjoying the taste of drink he made to himself and humming the lyrics of some song he heard twenty minutes ago.