darkcandlelight - Hobbyist, Digital Artist | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

All You Can Think Of

All you can think of is this moment. Your feet dangling precariously from the roof, the homesick stars calling from up above and him. His scent is that of dried hair gel and old newspaper. He's made you feel welcome. Accepted. Like you belong in this crazy world. He makes you feel like you've found your place. Though there are some things you still do not understand, he's helped you learn more about this foreign world and therefore grow to love it just as much as you did Home. (Home. Before it was destroyed.) Among these strange people -- aliens to you -- maybe someday, when the time is right, you just might be able to call this earth ho