Celestial Boy

                                              Indie - RP - Ask                                             Tripp from Gigantic

                                Are you losing yourself?                                           I’m not losing myself!

Throat tightening up Eyes burning with tears Heart aching

Despite being overwhelmingly hot at times during the day, nights in the Ghost Reef were almost frighteningly cold. It was the way the climate was built, but Tripp had her suspicions that the ghosts of the creatures that used to lurk in the water long ago contributed to the coldness. Not that she wasn’t used to the feeling of someone’s death hanging around on her shoulder. She liked it. She liked Ghost Reef. The thunderstorms looked best here.

Tripp laid there, thinking, on the cold rocks, her expression blank and unreadable but her eyes wide with thought as she gazed at the uncovered sky above. Though the twinkling stars sometimes annoyed her, she was indifferent to them tonight. She moved her head slightly, getting it to a more comfortable position on her crossed arms, and slightly moved her legs so that one ankle crossed over the other.

A cold breeze however, reminded her that there were things to be done. Shivering, her muscles tensed and she sat up, brows furrowed and one corner of her lip raised in distaste.