#aurashared

yeah well you know what ????   you’re not here .  and the chickens need fed . and i sure don’t see you pulling your weight for lazing around and making my life more stressful than it needs to be .  so stfu and sit down old man .  this isn’t your town :  THIS IS MY FARM  I MAKE THE RULES . 

       ❝ Can ya’   really say   that   this place is safe from Grimm   ? ❞   with   how close   the deserted cities were, it seemed... highly unlikely, in his eyes. That, plus the festival going on   ----   all of it was just   asking   for disaster.

DO NOt

               IT’S LIKE DROWNING ,  how fast it surfaces   — -   a beat of wings ,  soft against the current of the wind .  the movement is  crisp  like a snap of fabric .  who they belong to is foreign and familiar all at once ;  the sight knocks the breath out of him .  she speaks  —  he hears bells in place of words .  a warmth painted  RED  that floods through him ,  a dull glow of  COMFORT   — -   and then they're gone .  the picture is snatched away from him with a flash of grey .                   ❛  — - those were your parents .  weren’t they ?   ❜     //   @aurashared  ♥ ‘d