Nature’s Show

by R_ya_fruity

Summary:

007n7 sits at the dock.

Notes:

So lowkey, this was written for fun but I had to type it all out since I like physically wrote it down. Idk if that really counts as beta read but eh, we wing it here.

Also, I have ZERO clue on how to tag this bad boy, LOL

     The sky, while being a jumble of forced together code, a fake to bring comfort to the group, left behind a small gleam. The twinkling stars provided little light, with the moon being the shine that showed itself. Its full, lackluster glow brought him brought him very little comfort, failing at its design. Only reminding him of how fake the place as a whole was.

 

     He sat at the lake’s dock, wood whining in resistance at any slight movement he made. His legs dangled off the edge, feet reflected off the ever-looping waves of water. Each wave reminded him of a VHS tape, its purpose to be watched only to be rewinded over and over again. He wondered when it’d break, catching onto its own code and leaving cuts behind.

 

     With a sigh, he looked off towards the distance, eyes noticeably unfocused. A shiver had grabbed ahold of him, making his body shake ever so slightly, which only went to veil. His shaking only caused him to tighten his hands on his forearms.

 

     His jacket, black with red accents on it to match with his C00lgui, did nothing to protect him from the chilly night. Instead, it let the cold wind go through him. Nothing he wore could fight back against the cold breeze that rushed past him. His body had no warmth itself, as is. He felt the same as always, body matching the nature’s temperature, if not being colder than the life that surrounds him. No matter how fake said life was.

 

     His body didn’t need the comfort of warmth, it couldn’t hold onto heat. At least, not anymore. His fingers shook amongst themselves—only gripping even harder to his forearms. Nails dig into skin, a hiss exiting from his mouth as he tried to keep himself grounded. His eyes had glossed over, rapid blinking followed in its place as he let out a shaky sigh.

 

     The moonlight drunk in the scene, its gaze shifting as if being controlled by an external force. The body of water suddenly shifted, its reflecting now showcasing the sad man, putting him on full display. A sight that was reserved for anyone to come by.. a sight made for only him, the lush yet dead forests around him and… whatever kept him and the others trapped.

Notes:

Lowkey if anything tag or rating wise is wrong, feel free to let me know since I like genuinely don’t know how to tag this or what to rate it.. sighs