It had been a whirlwind of events, to say the least. Ever since he overheard his parents discussing selling him, he'd been on autopilot; packed a bag, jumped out the window, never looked back. For weeks, he roughed it on the streets, dumpster diving and lurking in the shadows. Then he was found, and reluctantly, he agreed to go with the two men who proved to be like him.
Now he was here, not that he was entirely sure what 'here' looked like. It was huge, he'd learned, and he'd heard people talk about green green grass and blue blue sky. But, again, he wasn't entirely sure what either of those looked like, either. But he was sitting on the green green grass beneath a tree, further apart from where everyone else was, wings pulled tight and hidden against his back. He preferred it that way, pulling out handfuls of the grass and stacking it in a pile in front of him.
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iggyyyyyyy | the series with the flying mutant bird kids
Date: 2014-06-04 02:25 am (UTC)Now he was here, not that he was entirely sure what 'here' looked like. It was huge, he'd learned, and he'd heard people talk about green green grass and blue blue sky. But, again, he wasn't entirely sure what either of those looked like, either. But he was sitting on the green green grass beneath a tree, further apart from where everyone else was, wings pulled tight and hidden against his back. He preferred it that way, pulling out handfuls of the grass and stacking it in a pile in front of him.