Cloud-Si-Strife1

Poring rain. Poring rain coming down, down, down on end and ceaselessly. The sky was grey, the lake was grey, the grass was grey… It was normally a washed out muddy green, but it was the same gloomy evening that showed up, with its anorak and fisher-man’s hat, every night, plunging everything into shades of gray, that slowly merged into one wash of seamless, changeless, Grey. Well, not everything. There was colour, it had first appeared three days ago, two days after the start of this stupid wet holiday. They’d been arguing, I hate it when they argue, why can’t they be like normal parents and just get split up? Okay so th

Abel tried his best not to show outside how much he was disturbed by that little performance Cain threw yesterday in their room. Still a little high on antibiotics that circulated in his system, Abel didn't understood at first what he was seeing, but he got enlightened quite soon, his mind kicking in with obvious conclusion, at the sight of flushed and half-dressed Deimos and Cain, licking the other's collarbone. He would need a lot of time to forget Cain's smug face, his lips swelled a little, and that nasty, hoarse words 'get out'. Abel leaned on the railing of the hangar gallery, looking down at the Reliant. He didn't feel like meeting Ca