#sweetchained

         He picks up the charm, a rusted, almost metallic seeming orb of old, with jade detailing. It feels cold in his hand -- left unused for a long time-- despite being almost antediluvian in nature; it’s existence surely predating even the first of Wooju’s ancestors. He wonders if the shop are aware of it’s origins, placing it back on the shelf amongst the usual magic supply shop wares, to give the room a proper once-over; he hadn’t even noticed the woman behind the counter until now. “You have some interesting things here. Do you know much about the history of this?” ... @sweetchained​

𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 , 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.  *  /  @sweetchained​ !

@sweetchained​   /   sc. 

“hehe -- this was supposed to be a cute lil’ surprise for ya but I guess you found out a little early, huh?”

           “  i’m feeling . . . adventurous tonight .  ”  despite his words, hyochan makes no effort to get up from his seat on the floor. the need for adventure sure has spawned in his mind, but his body doesn’t seem to have quite gotten the message yet.  “  beautiful city, beautiful night, beautiful people. feels like we should be doing something instead of sitting in this stuffy room, don’t you think ??  ”

   “   I DO WHAT I DO SO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS .   ”

                       /  @sweetchained​

     energy builds beneath skin in a buzz of presence, untapped and boundless, leaving the witch itching to relieve it in some way. it helps that he can feel the cool kiss of grass beneath hands if he leans back far enough, it helps more that the earth’s steady presence thrums at his back. it even helps that the twinkling dots smattering the ink black sky distracts for a moment. but parker finds attention drifting, as the stars have never interested him, as the earth and its growth is enough to distract and reprieve, though curious tongue loosens around an quiet query, softened and aimless. “when the stars look down on me, what do they see?”