it is best to avoid the beginnings of evil

Harlowe D'Angelo · 05-04-2010, 08:47 PM

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Word Count :: It's hard to respond to silent Harlowe. ;~;

There was not so much as a twitch from Harlowe as he waited—though he did not know what he was waiting for. The tawny-furred youth might be struck next, or maybe hugged, or maybe dismissed—he had no idea, and he would not run. The only thing to do was wait. After what might have been an eternity, Larkspur spoke, and Harlowe stood quickly, scrambling to his feet, though he made no move forward or backward. “I did not think you would,” he said quietly, his jade-colored eyes watching as the strange expression dawned across Larkspur's face. He did not return the smile, but there was no malice in Harlowe's features—the creamy-furred youth did not feel anger toward Larkspur, naturally. There was too much to learn here to waste time with anger.

The creamy-furred youth still believed Larkspur was a wealth of knowledge—he would not realize until later how much book-knowledge the dark-furred man lacked. Even then, though, Harlowe was just beginning to understand that there was knowledge beyond his books—rare as it was, people sometimes carried invaluable things locked away inside their heads. The dark-furred man's next words, however, were the ones to elicit a slow smile from the creamy-hued youth, and his jade-eyes brightened several shades. “Everything,” he said. It was simple, appropriate, and the truth.

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