Creativity Sunday - Radioactive
She ties her heart to you; thick red veins tangling out involuntarily to wrap each of you in this nested embrace. It's not intentional - if she had a choice she probably wouldn't, on balance - but she simply radiates. Her heart beats so fiercely and so freely, and then before you know it you look down and find her blood pouring through you in turn. She cares so much that she wraps you up accidentally, wanting everything that's best for you, everything that would make you and her and everyone happy; until eventually you're tied so tightly into her forest that there isn't any way to get free without burning everything to the ground.
Some people build bridges; she builds great, wonderful, loving chains. It's her greatest strength and her greatest weakness both; this inexhaustible, incurable and indestructible source of love and energy. Seen from the outside, it's impressive and intimidating in almost equal measure.
There was an energy to him. He lived. He lived stupidly, and he lived poorly; but he lived. Through some specious command of the gifts given him and reflexive ignorance of his disadvantages he kept on going; dead straight at life and through far more issues than could reasonably be expected of him. He knew, of course - deep down he knew every single thing he'd done wrong and exactly what he should be worried about - but all he could do was keep going; keep straight on with what was directly ahead of him in the hope that the blackness around the edges of his vision wouldn't catch up and overwhelm him. It wasn't a good plan, but it was HIS plan, and if nothing else nobody could ever take that away from him. Win or lose, he had his own agency now, he was making his own decisions - even if just within an increasingly limited set of options. And he was doing it with so much of his trademark wit and easy grin that the world outside could never know just how desperately terrified he was.
Together the two of them; immovable object and unstoppable force both. They melted into each other slowly, while around them the whole world burned.
Some people build bridges; she builds great, wonderful, loving chains. It's her greatest strength and her greatest weakness both; this inexhaustible, incurable and indestructible source of love and energy. Seen from the outside, it's impressive and intimidating in almost equal measure.
There was an energy to him. He lived. He lived stupidly, and he lived poorly; but he lived. Through some specious command of the gifts given him and reflexive ignorance of his disadvantages he kept on going; dead straight at life and through far more issues than could reasonably be expected of him. He knew, of course - deep down he knew every single thing he'd done wrong and exactly what he should be worried about - but all he could do was keep going; keep straight on with what was directly ahead of him in the hope that the blackness around the edges of his vision wouldn't catch up and overwhelm him. It wasn't a good plan, but it was HIS plan, and if nothing else nobody could ever take that away from him. Win or lose, he had his own agency now, he was making his own decisions - even if just within an increasingly limited set of options. And he was doing it with so much of his trademark wit and easy grin that the world outside could never know just how desperately terrified he was.
Together the two of them; immovable object and unstoppable force both. They melted into each other slowly, while around them the whole world burned.