Peridot already had one empty bed. And when the dorm starts crawling awake, they are missing one more. When Solomon finally emerges from the bed with the weight of so many things suddenly arriving at once, he can't do much but sit. Sit, with the silence, with the heaviness, with the urge to crumple up every paper and toss it into the gardens.
Still, he finds the outfit left for him with his things, a tan coat thrown over a dark ensemble and extravagant hanging necklaces of gems and metal, one that flutters behind him in the length of its coattails as he makes his way down the stairs. At his neck, what was once bare skin now blots black like ink over the top of his collar, like a stain spreading.
The second Solomon sees Pinocchio, it hits. The sensation. The knowledge. Another with an agreement.
Immediately, his eyes narrow.
Hello buddy, here comes grandpa, immediately in your direction. Think fast.]
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WEEK THREE - MONDAY
Peridot already had one empty bed. And when the dorm starts crawling awake, they are missing one more. When Solomon finally emerges from the bed with the weight of so many things suddenly arriving at once, he can't do much but sit. Sit, with the silence, with the heaviness, with the urge to crumple up every paper and toss it into the gardens.
Still, he finds the outfit left for him with his things, a tan coat thrown over a dark ensemble and extravagant hanging necklaces of gems and metal, one that flutters behind him in the length of its coattails as he makes his way down the stairs. At his neck, what was once bare skin now blots black like ink over the top of his collar, like a stain spreading.
The second Solomon sees Pinocchio, it hits. The sensation. The knowledge. Another with an agreement.
Immediately, his eyes narrow.
Hello buddy, here comes grandpa, immediately in your direction. Think fast.]
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