04-21-2021, 08:56 PM
The god walked the stone wall that circled camp, taking in the artwork that decorated it. It seemed one of the more common references in most of the artwork was the sun. That... well, that unnerved them. The sun that the tribe worshiped seemed different, much different, than the sun he had followed. The sun that made the god who they were. Who made them a god. Who branded them, then killed them after she was dethroned. The sun that watched Muse was different than the sun that watched over the tribe. Legs shaking, breath stirred, the god placed a black paw against a blank spot on the stone. Maybe they could... Maybe.
They shuffled through the bag on their left side and pulled out a container of black paint, then containers of red and white. Opening the containers and setting them on the ground, they dipped a shaking paw into the black paint. Then they started to paint. At first, it seemed like they were doing okay. A night black sky, maybe. They dipped their paw in the white and dotted the sky with stars, though at some point, with how shaky their paws had become, some of the stars were smeared. With red paint they had begun to outline certain shapes, feline and serpentine. These were the worst, as they were smudged and shaky.
With the sun beating against their back they stepped from the small piece they made. Rainbow eyes looked pained at the sight - black sky with smudged stars and even more smudged outlines meant to be people. Paint stained paws dug against the ground and they sighed, trying to steady themselves. Steady their paws, their breathing. He was watching, he had to be watching.
They shuffled through the bag on their left side and pulled out a container of black paint, then containers of red and white. Opening the containers and setting them on the ground, they dipped a shaking paw into the black paint. Then they started to paint. At first, it seemed like they were doing okay. A night black sky, maybe. They dipped their paw in the white and dotted the sky with stars, though at some point, with how shaky their paws had become, some of the stars were smeared. With red paint they had begun to outline certain shapes, feline and serpentine. These were the worst, as they were smudged and shaky.
With the sun beating against their back they stepped from the small piece they made. Rainbow eyes looked pained at the sight - black sky with smudged stars and even more smudged outlines meant to be people. Paint stained paws dug against the ground and they sighed, trying to steady themselves. Steady their paws, their breathing. He was watching, he had to be watching.
Sometimes all i think about is you
— Reggan
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