#starlight.

𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂   𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒   :   𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑   &   𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄  𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘  /  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓   /   𝟎𝟎𝟏.       𝐅𝐓.  𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. mutuals  may  interact /  personals do not  interact or  reblog. birthday gift for @homclander.

a soft smile graced his lips as the young man lowered himself on the ground beside star. the wind was gently brushing through the high grass, allowing it to sway against his body. legs crossed before him, a hand gently rested atop her shoulder. ‘ you doing alright ? ‘ a worried look apparent on his features he let his hand fall back into his lap. ‘ i thought there might be something you’d like to talk about ? ‘ 

Has he been trapped for a year? A hundred years, or perhaps just a few days. Nubia didn’t know. Sometimes, it felt like he was only trapped for moments, other times it felt like centuries. Betrayed by his own sister, some days he just wished she killed him instead of leaving him to rot in a a wooden box, buried so deep within the depths of the earth that it was guaranteed he wouldn’t be found.

Well, that’s what Nubia used to think. But when his wooden prison was opened, and the sunlight hit his sensitive eyes. He knew it was time.

The sunlight felt like it was burning. He heard confused shouts, he just tried to get his eyes used to the light once again. Blinking very slowly, he sat up and covered his eyes with his hands. “Where am I?” He asked, in his mother tongue of Murad.

starlight & icarus. friends are the family you choose.