Pink and orange change to purples and blues, and then eventually to baby blue with white clouds scattered about. The stars disappear, hidden behind the light. The murky, darkened greenery outside comes fully into focus once the sun rises in the sky, the trees still calling out for the little bird in his cage, asking what he thinks of the sunrise. And, well, considering he's spent the entire thing glued to the wall just watching as time rolled by, Zelos thinks he's inclined to say he loved it somewhat.
Standing here in silence, arms crossed, just watching the sky in a little shack in the middle of Meltokio's outskirts, feels different this time from all the other times he's watched a sunset before, something a little new and exciting spreading through his veins. It's still a little annoying to have to watch through a window, but considering the situation outside, Zelos guesses it just can't be helped. Still, he enjoys it as best as he can while trying to ignore his driver's end of the emotional bleed and the way it keeps going up and down and up and down in a sickening manner. Well, at least there's no doubt she has awakened by now. But it annoys him anyway, the sensations intrusive and unwelcome, so he makes no move to filter that from their connection.
Whatever. Zelos sighs. Propped against the wall, he keeps his eyes on the wind-dancing foliage outside, wonders what the breeze all the way over here must feel like during the early morning. Wonders about the air, the quality of it, if it's as full of ether as it always is in the city or if it's somehow much more clearer. Wonders about the grass, about the sky, about the sun. Wonders, thinks, questions, wants.
This is the first sunrise he sees since he's been set free.
At the back of his mind, Zelos wonders about the rest, and of everything in-between.
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Pink and orange change to purples and blues, and then eventually to baby blue with white clouds scattered about. The stars disappear, hidden behind the light. The murky, darkened greenery outside comes fully into focus once the sun rises in the sky, the trees still calling out for the little bird in his cage, asking what he thinks of the sunrise. And, well, considering he's spent the entire thing glued to the wall just watching as time rolled by, Zelos thinks he's inclined to say he loved it somewhat.
Standing here in silence, arms crossed, just watching the sky in a little shack in the middle of Meltokio's outskirts, feels different this time from all the other times he's watched a sunset before, something a little new and exciting spreading through his veins. It's still a little annoying to have to watch through a window, but considering the situation outside, Zelos guesses it just can't be helped. Still, he enjoys it as best as he can while trying to ignore his driver's end of the emotional bleed and the way it keeps going up and down and up and down in a sickening manner. Well, at least there's no doubt she has awakened by now. But it annoys him anyway, the sensations intrusive and unwelcome, so he makes no move to filter that from their connection.
Whatever. Zelos sighs. Propped against the wall, he keeps his eyes on the wind-dancing foliage outside, wonders what the breeze all the way over here must feel like during the early morning. Wonders about the air, the quality of it, if it's as full of ether as it always is in the city or if it's somehow much more clearer. Wonders about the grass, about the sky, about the sun. Wonders, thinks, questions, wants.
This is the first sunrise he sees since he's been set free.
At the back of his mind, Zelos wonders about the rest, and of everything in-between.