Jeff and Annie's Page-a-Day Calendar (19/?)
Mleh. like the concept of this one but not so much my execution.
Peace and Love,
~ Moosey ~
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Jeff was…pointy.
His nose stuck out like a shark’s fin from the middle of his face.
His ears could almost pass for normal, if not for the two sharp angles squaring them off at the top.
His elbow jutted and jabbed her painfully in the side as he turned fitfully in his sleep before settling against her, pulling her close.
And his personality was designed as a glinting sword, to look pretty to passersby, but stab those too close to the blade.
Britta had been rigid and hard - the two were drawn together, but could only briefly touch, constantly fencing and striking and clattering against each other in battle.
Annie was soft, accepting. She could survive the blows and mold around them, conforming without losing herself. She could cushion his harsh edges, and he would sink into the hold.
Peace and Love,
~ Moosey ~
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Jeff was…pointy.
His nose stuck out like a shark’s fin from the middle of his face.
His ears could almost pass for normal, if not for the two sharp angles squaring them off at the top.
His elbow jutted and jabbed her painfully in the side as he turned fitfully in his sleep before settling against her, pulling her close.
And his personality was designed as a glinting sword, to look pretty to passersby, but stab those too close to the blade.
Britta had been rigid and hard - the two were drawn together, but could only briefly touch, constantly fencing and striking and clattering against each other in battle.
Annie was soft, accepting. She could survive the blows and mold around them, conforming without losing herself. She could cushion his harsh edges, and he would sink into the hold.