[ the land, and the sky. it continues to be them, even here. even in a world where kaveh is eleazar-ridden, and alhaitham is still the same, unshakable, unchanged, impossible friend. it is routine. it is them. it is 'kaveh' and it is 'alhaitham', in all their forms, in all their needs, in what makes them them. it is, most importantly, where it's safe. it's home.
kaveh cannot feel the breeze, cold come autumn and winter, dry come spring and summer. his skin has long forfeit the need for touch, yet they fall, they float, they fly — and kaveh, impossibly so, feels the breeze. it is numb against his skin, as though he is wearing five layers instead of one. but he feels it. chill. gentle. a pinch ticklish.
darkness is like the disease, at times. darkness is, too, a canvas. it can be anything the painter wishes. kaveh paints it blue, with gentle greens. his grip on alhaitham tightens. it is natural to fear heights. it is primal. but alhaitham, he knows, would always catch him. always, he knows better, wouldn't allow the possibility to come where kaveh would slip, where kaveh would fall.
he holds. he keeps him safe. he remains unchanged, a pillar through time. ever unmoving, ever reliable. ever the same. ]
... What a show-off. [ a whisper into secrecy, shared between two. ] You could just have walked out the gates... Most people are in the Grand Baazar around this time. What are you doing?
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kaveh cannot feel the breeze, cold come autumn and winter, dry come spring and summer. his skin has long forfeit the need for touch, yet they fall, they float, they fly — and kaveh, impossibly so, feels the breeze. it is numb against his skin, as though he is wearing five layers instead of one. but he feels it. chill. gentle. a pinch ticklish.
darkness is like the disease, at times. darkness is, too, a canvas. it can be anything the painter wishes. kaveh paints it blue, with gentle greens. his grip on alhaitham tightens. it is natural to fear heights. it is primal. but alhaitham, he knows, would always catch him. always, he knows better, wouldn't allow the possibility to come where kaveh would slip, where kaveh would fall.
he holds. he keeps him safe. he remains unchanged, a pillar through time. ever unmoving, ever reliable. ever the same. ]
... What a show-off. [ a whisper into secrecy, shared between two. ] You could just have walked out the gates... Most people are in the Grand Baazar around this time. What are you doing?