Nov 16, 2018 00:49
esoteric. somehow he finds himself relenting under the adamant nagging of his older sibling, his unabating baritone a sole hymn in an unforgiving dulcet of quietude in their shared room. he mumbles his vague affirmations, as he is being appealed ‘pon query after query to things he can’t even understand in his nebulous state of consciousness. above his head - Alex thrusts his pinky finger out to him, a secure bond between them to be formed. with energy he hadn’t realized he still had, he hooks his own finger ‘round his brother’s. intertwining their reticent promises.
silent hill,
writing,
silent hill homecoming