http://refractus.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] refractus.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] windandstorm 2009-10-19 05:43 am (UTC)

"They said I was just getting in the way," he replied offhandedly. At this point, he was utterly used to his parents wanting him out from underfoot. He didn't really take it personally so much as his parents had no idea how to care for a kid and wanted him to raise himself, only being there when it was time to show off.

He grinned at the acceptance. "Okay. But remember: you promised! Now, watch." He nodded to himself and spent one last moment combing the area over with his eyes. Then, he took a deep breath, reminding himself of the utter boredom and the want for something different, exciting and entertaining, and...

Light. It appeared merely a foot in front of him, soft and gentle. When it did, it seemed everything within five meters had been submerged under prismatic water; the light was reflected in unnatural ways and danced across the cement and the walls nearby. It fluttered across even the boy and the man, but was too soft to hurt their eyes were they to look into it.

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