i sent one to apple-jack-daniels, to hookedonforest, myflameofhope, and then you. not in that particular order but ehehe -p!a
I stalked them all and got their parts! What a lovely piece of literature! Thank you for this! I feel strangely honoured <3
When you were but a lad, your feet would carry you to the docks, dark hair, light eyes, bright and curious and searching. Around your neck was a pendant that your brother always mocks, but it was from your father whom you’ve always believed in. One year and two days later, you have grown taller and bolder. Your brother still makes fun of the toy boats at the foot of your bed, but it makes the small house warmer even when the food was colder, even when your stomachs were not, your hearts were well-fed. Four months later, your father comes home and grabs you, he says, “lad, we’ve got to go, set sail, travel the world.” Your brother refuses his company, but there was nothing he could do. He could never leave his little brother alone in this whirl. Three days later, and you wake up dazed and hungry while your brother lay there on the other side of the small quarters. You call for a father that has promised to fill in all the spaces that were empty, oblivious to the truth that he had exchanged you both for a barter.
