Triumph // tom // blitz
Aug 21, 2014 20:54:26 GMT -5
Post by k!ah on Aug 21, 2014 20:54:26 GMT -5
J E V F A L L S
Round one done.
Round one won.
Of course I won though, how could I lose to a fat whale like Tuff Blackmore?His fat had been his downfall making his movement slow and sluggish. I knew that his fat was the issue because I had once looked just like him, sausage thumbs and rolls which sat upon each other in repulsive slabs of flesh. His skin tight uniform had made his rolls flop out of the edge of his costume, not hiding even an inch of excess skin. It had been a sight that I would never forget- ever.
Round two didn't start for a while so now I found myself waiting for my next event, one that I was sure would also lead me to standing on a podium, a gold metal clasped between my fingers. But that event, as well as wrestling, was still at least a day away so instead on wandering around the district I found myself on the beach, my feet covered in a layer of white sand my back pressed against the grainy surface. The sky was dark now, my eyes watch the blinking lights, the moon a half smile surrounded by darkness. In a lot of ways the night sky reminded me of myself. In the way it was mysterious but yet charming. In the way it was dark, but still light. There were so many traits that I believed I had inherited from the sky.
Strength.
Bravery.
Loneliness.
A sigh escapes my lips and I clasp my hands lazily over my chest, my eyes closing for a moment, my body relaxing as it was bathed in moonlight.
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