you know richas, i'm gonna tell you something. I did not dislike you at all. unfortunately you have parents that like to get involved in what doesn't concern them. its a shame, eh?
this is how i imagine tallulah, pomme, richas, and leo (radioegg) i might make a continuation of this w more of my designs for the eggs if u guys want that
nah the longer the stream goes on, the more i feel deeply emotional, and it's not just because of all the babies jumping around.
it's the silence.
everyone knows what they've gathered here for, everyone knows it's not a normal day and the longer it goes the more it just... sits there. the silence. unsaid goodbyes and i love yous and please don't gos.
the tricky thing with desperate words like that is that the second you say them, you can't play pretend anymore. you can't just jump around and build a house and enjoy a pretty flower field -- the second you open your mouth, reality can't be ignored.
so, there's an ageless demon and a small army of children building a pretty house in a flower field. making jokes. playing pretend.
and the silence is deafening, and heavy, and sits in your belly like a rock.