Me Still

Big Fishes' Carnival at The Lake - Me Still

Again I sat, resting my hand on the armrest while having the other arm support my temple as I begin once again doing what I have been and will be doing from now on. The sofa I sat on, a sofa only for one person, appeared to be made of dust, for I had never bothered by it nor have I been bothered to clean it. It was as it was, and so would the rest of the house be. Dirty, rotten, uncared for, that’s what this house will be.

Aisle

Big Fishes' Carnival at The Lake – Aisle

“Hoi, Aisle!”

I smiled in relief upon my name, for I had expected him not to come but wanted him to do so still – and there he was. Excitement crept up my spine and drove me to run to him, but with all the crowd gushing to the opposite direction, I was more of keeping myself still in the current. Realizing my agony, he who was expecting to wait for me reluctantly walked to me instead.