07-28-2023, 10:07 AM
A delicate hand took his chin and he met Cis's eyes. He stared into their deep pools and felt his heart race. The fear rose again, the image of the coin searing his eyes even though nothing was there. Whatever it was played to his imagination and the fear -- the guilt of being born who he was washed away. He didn't care. Whatever this feeling was made it all worth it.
Cis asked him the same question Camillia had asked her. He didn't have an answer. Cruz shrugged with the shaking of his body. It took everything he could not to cower with the fear. "Ready for what?" he whispered.
Cruz pulled away and the rush of sensation fled but the images around him did not. He backed up another step and then another and tripped over a rock, careening backwards, flailing his arms. It felt like he was falling into a black abyss, and maybe he was. Moments felt like forever without the touch of the warm hands that had fueled his fear.
Crashing to the ground in a heap, his heart raced. His body ached. When was the last time he felt like this? He lay sprawled out on the ground and didn't care who stared. Moving didn't seem like a good idea, he couldn't stay on his feet.
Cis asked him the same question Camillia had asked her. He didn't have an answer. Cruz shrugged with the shaking of his body. It took everything he could not to cower with the fear. "Ready for what?" he whispered.
Cruz pulled away and the rush of sensation fled but the images around him did not. He backed up another step and then another and tripped over a rock, careening backwards, flailing his arms. It felt like he was falling into a black abyss, and maybe he was. Moments felt like forever without the touch of the warm hands that had fueled his fear.
Crashing to the ground in a heap, his heart raced. His body ached. When was the last time he felt like this? He lay sprawled out on the ground and didn't care who stared. Moving didn't seem like a good idea, he couldn't stay on his feet.