#pinkspook

“      was   it  ...   was  it   really   worth   it ??                            the   rebellion  ,      everything  .        we   lost   so   much  .        don’t   you   regret   it  ...   sometimes ??      ”

A hush had fallen over her court, the low murmur of polite conversation reduced to near total silence. Though not one among them required it, every gem in attendance held their breath, eyes cast toward the glass dome above in anticipation. Even Blue Diamond, who so often preferred the shadowy recesses of her cloak, stood with her chin tipped upwards, pale eyes drawn to a patch of darkness between the stars. So still as to be carved from stone ——- until an insistent tug at the end of her robes coaxed her attention back to the ground.

“…You’re going to miss it, Pink,” she warned, stooping low to scoop the tiny Diamond up for a better view. With her free hand she found the constellation they called the Agate’s Whip then followed it to the last star, veering slightly left. “It should be right there…any moment now.” If they cared to count down the seconds, she might have had one of Yellow’s technician’s install a timer for the occasion; yet there was something so gratifying in that jolt of surprise the instant light blazed into life across the sky.

The last gasp of a dying star, rippling across the universe so bright it rivaled their own celestial bodies. If she didn’t know better, she might think a new moon sprung into existence beside their own. They expected it to linger there for months ( perhaps even a full planetary cycle ), but where it would disappear with a whimper, its entrance could be deemed nothing less than spectacular. One couldn’t help but admire the power in such an event, something that could alter the map of the heavens themselves. As conversation gradually resumed, Blue swept her gaze sideways where Pink sat uncharacteristically silent.  

“Impressive, isn’t it…?”

a  lone  beast     ,          solitary  upon  the  dunes     ,          feasts  upon  latest  catch     :          easily  spotted  for  the  unnatural  hue  of  pelt     ,          pink  where  should  be  a  tawn - gold       .              unperturbed  by  seclusion     ,          gaze  is  cast  out  upon  endless  sands     ,          awaiting  an  arrival       .

I LIVE FOR IT

NO SHAME

❛       i  --   i’m   sorry.    ❜  

——    ✰     BEGINS    THE   STAR  ,       he  looks   shyly   down   at   the   floor  as   he   allows   the   tears   to   freely   roll   down   his   cheeks ,  as  he   lets   out   a  soft ,  but   shaky   breath.   sometimes   it    was   just   hard   for   steven   to   be   by   himself --   and   the   gems   ,  while   they’d   promised   he’d   be   fine   on   his   own --   had   been   less   than   convincing.    even   in   the   eye   of   the   storm --   what   should’ve   been   peace --  he   felt   scared.   he   felt   so   scared.  

❛           i  just   didn’t   wanna   be   alone  .....     ❜  

oh  ,      how   could   she   not ??         all   pink   and   perfect  ,      the   sight   of   her   diamond   is   enough   to   lessen   the   doubt  ,      the   worry   that   plagues   her   mind      (    yes  ,         it   quiets   the   what –  if’s   and   the   why’s  ,      too   .         this   will   make   her   happy ,      is   all   she   needs   to   know    )  .         pearl   stares  ,      pale   blue   eyes   bright   and   unblinking  :         it   is   easy   to   find   the   answer   pink   would   like   to   hear   when   one   has   been   created   to   say   and   think   whatever   pink   wants  ,      but   it   is   even   easier   when   it   overlaps   with   what   pearl   wants  .         her   own   wishes   have   always   been   secondary  ,      even   before   she   realized   she   had   the   power   to   wish  ,      but   this   works .

“    i                       ”    will   it   work ,      though ??    she   does   not   know .         but   after   only   a   second   pearl   nods  .         it   does   not   matter   what   happens   next   when   she   gets   to   see   her   like   this  :         pink   and   perfect   and   content .       “    i   will   always   trust   you .  ”