[ an ordinary person would laugh, perhaps, accuse alhaitham's words of being a joke, or say that he has, at last, gone crazy. an ordinary person would dismiss the words, and perhaps a more paranoid one would take them far too seriously.
kaveh, who's not ordinary in the least, finds poetry in the words. this alhaitham is not his alhaitham, for his alhaitham does not hold his hand so gently. his alhaitham does not chase after him as though he will be gone, so soon, in the beat of a heart, the blink of an eye. his alhaitham worries, but shows it behind layers and masks as though a treasure to be uncovered. kaveh always does.
he had dreamed, once, of an alhaitham that had gone mad at kaveh's death. he wonders which alhaitham that would be, if his own would fall to such depravity. ]
What is your Kaveh like, then, and how much does he differ from me?
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Date: 2023-04-24 06:40 pm (UTC)kaveh, who's not ordinary in the least, finds poetry in the words. this alhaitham is not his alhaitham, for his alhaitham does not hold his hand so gently. his alhaitham does not chase after him as though he will be gone, so soon, in the beat of a heart, the blink of an eye. his alhaitham worries, but shows it behind layers and masks as though a treasure to be uncovered. kaveh always does.
he had dreamed, once, of an alhaitham that had gone mad at kaveh's death. he wonders which alhaitham that would be, if his own would fall to such depravity. ]
What is your Kaveh like, then, and how much does he differ from me?