Moon Without the Stars

Journal Entry. Day: ———— At first people were just falling from the sky. Through that tiny window that was the only way in or out of the place I called home. That tiny window— the only thing that separated me from the outside world. Then fell through new ideas. New concepts that I have never heard of before. I need to see it all for myself. The masked lady wasn’t happy when I told her I wanted to leave, she yelled at me for an hour- a record. I’ll apologize to her later, for tomorrow I’m going out to explore the new world. Maybe I’ll find new music there. 

He blinks and looks down at their hands before up at her again. He gives a few eager nods when she mentioned meeting the man - and of course food. He had grown to love the food she made. But, he still had another question which he tried to write down - scratching it out a few times because he couldn’t really think of the right words. ' I wonder if i'll ever have someone like that too. ' is eventually written.

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He stands up then, nearly hopping towards the stranger with a smile. Deemo reached for the other's hand, giving it a quick and near excited shake - silently saying thank you.

He took bites out of the doughnut until his hands were empty, and he had a small frown on his powdered lips. It was gone so quickly— He turned to the stranger who offered him the food and gave a smile before the treat was offered yet again. Deemo’s eyes widened and he reached forward to take it much like a child and take another bite. His lips and part of his cheek were covered with the white powder but he didn’t seem to notice or seem to care as he reached out with a powder covered hand, drawing letters on the other’s skin and spelling out his name ‘Deemo.’

Avaris can’t help but smile widely at the fact this guy seems almost child-like. The powder on his face makes him want to wipe it off with a wet paper towel or something. He doesn’t, though. He stares intently at the letters being written on his arm, and he raises an eyebrow. “Deemo? That’s your name?” He’s beginning to think this guy can’t talk. Deemo is a cool name, though. “I like your name. Do you want another doughnut?”

So, he nods, writing something down. ’ If he makes you happy then I’m happy ‘.

' I wonder if i'll ever have someone like that too. ' is eventually written.

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'Sure, but what's coffee?' He turns the book to her so she can read the words, hoping she wouldn't find his question to strange. 

"It’s a drink that can help keep you warm and awake. Some people don’t like it. You can try it and if you don’t like it we can try something else.” She smiled.