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“Your wrists boy. Take more care of them”
He said. Talon was sitting like last time on the cropped grass with his head on Dax thighs in his own little world. His dream land.
No. His second reality.
“It’s fine. They’ll heal”
“The scars are too deep already little bird”
Talon rolled on his side very slowly with his back against the tree Dax was leaning on
He took in the view before him. All the same. Dried up lands of grass slowly turning into freshly trimmed green ones
The barns ahead and the forest behind him. That’s what this world he always traveled in consisted of.
“Something’s on your mind?”
“Why are we always here?”
Dax smiled. A sharp smiled. He leaned closer and let his lips linger to Talons forehead for a second
“Because you like it best of corse”
Back to the real world, the drug dealer, Cadis Etrama didn’t sleep. He couldn’t sleep unless he took his pills. And usually,he didn’t take them
He was furiously sketching. Crumbled paper was thrown aimlessly on the jagged,wooden floor
He sketched Talon. And he couldn’t seem to get him
The eyes are too big
But he has big eyes
The hair is messy
The curls are to blame
He went on and on like that. Tomorrow it was a school day. He could see him again. He would ask him about the card.
The man of the seas. Poseidon son.
The kid had a very rare set of cards. Pastel colored artwork,pleasant to the eye. As for the back it was hard, scratched in the plain shade of black and a thin golden arrow shot upwards
One card itself couldn’t tell ones past. It could warn and predict but not tell as much as Talon had told him the other day. Not with such accuracy at least.
Cadis laid on his back throwing his sketchbook on the other end of the room
He was annoyed
“Like it best?”
Asked Talon as he looked up at Dax, eyes dreamy,lips parted, limbs numb,arms loose. His body was too heavy to move, too light to go back to its flesh
“You like the green. You created this world remember ? A world where you could see me”
Said Dax and slowly helped Talon up to meet his cold grey eyes. He caressed the boys cheek and pressed his lips to his forehead
He pulled away only a few inches and Talon could feel him breathing as he spoke
“Your brother once made a temple you know. A temple of white tiles sculpted with statues of gold leaves and curtains of silk”
Talon felt the need to break free from Dax. That was a first
“With white rose bushes and doves. A dozen of them. And you know what he did there with Marc-Lucas?”
Talon relaxed. So Dax wasn’t speaking fondly of his brother Fin, he was telling a story
“They had talks? Like I have with you?”
Dax shook his head and rose to his feet tugging talon along and just then and there Talon could picture what Fins temple would look like
And a temple was there beyond the grass surrounded with black thorns wrapped around the tiles.
This astral world was simple. He thought of what he wanted. And he created it.
“No my little deer boy. Talks was their last concern when meeting after a long day”
Talon knew his brother had a wild imagination. A detailed one at that. So the temple he created didn’t have sculptures of gods and leaves of gold.
It was a plain white round temple with black thorns and a marble floor
With white carpets. A lot of them.
“They had sex”
Dax said and Talon froze. He looked up at Dax with expectation and fear. Disappointment. Where was he getting at?
“Fin? And Marc-lucas?”
Dax nod. He pulled Talon by his hands to his arms and held him,caressed him,kissed the soft skin of his neck
“They developed a different relationship then ours. Fins was lust, Marc’s was Love”
Talon was hesitant. Then he remember the blonde therapist. And then the blonde hair turned to black. Pitch black strands
He got up from his bed huffing,sweating. He tugged at his shirt and bit his lower lip harshly to prevent a scream
Why’d he wake up now?
Why’d he remember of Christopher ? Of Cadis ? Of reality ?
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Cadis was walking down the halls of Falcons high when an arm slammed him against the lockers with force
“Brute” he said with his sandpaper voice
“Demon” spat Kevin angry
“How come you suddenly like the new kid Talon?”
“It’s not that sudden. We happened to stumble upon each other and I decided that I want him as a friend”
“Want? Whats he to you? An item?”
Cadis didn’t say anything. Kevin,better than anyone knew how picky Cadis was about his friends. If he wanted you to be in his circle,if you were worth being in his circle he wouldn’t wait. He would include you right away
If not. Then even three years of trying wouldn’t be enough.
Kevin knew
“Are you planning on stopping me from befriending him?”
Cadis asked tilting his chin up and lowering his eyes to meet Kevin’s
“Yes”
“Is that what a friend would do?”
Kevin pulled away and turned his back to the snake of a man that stood behind him
“Fine. Do whatever you want” he hissed at him and jogged up to The tanned boy, Eddie who casually offered him a bottle of Red Bull
Cadis felt a light tap on his shoulder that made him flinch. Then he slowly turned around and stared at the shorter boy with the braided hair.
Talon had managed to comb his hair from his roots into a French braid that reached the nape of his neck.
Much to his surprise,it didn’t look as stupid as he expected.
Cadis appreciated the braid. He would appreciate anything that would make an individual differ from the crowd
In reality it wasn’t as if he choose who was worth been his friend. Society never accepted him, it made him an outcast.
So he turned the table by him not accepting society and befriending only those who just like him were misfits.
Misfits that were worth more then a dozen people combined.
“Good morning” whispered Talon in a raspy voice breaking the tray of thoughts he was about to dive into. Cadis cocked a brow. Usually Talons voice was smooth
“Hey”
“How are you feeling? Didn’t get any sleep?”
“Do I have black circles?”
“Raccoon-like”
Cadis chuckled and pulled out of his jean pockets the tarot card Talon left him
He bend down and whispered in his ear
His voice raspier,lower then usual
“You are a pagan no?”
Talon smiled and held the card “are you?”
Cadis smirked. Talon could feel him smirk even without looking at his face. Cadis brought a hand up cupping Talons neck and turned his lips right across Talons cheek bones and breathed
“I’m a satanist”
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