Requester: Crystal_539 "Nothing can ever work out for him..but I can probably change that." - Me
Title: Restoration Note: Characters will not be referred to by name for a different effect.
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Heavy breathing, a harsh ache in the back of his head and sitting up with a semi-violent jolt. With no memory of how he ended up here, it was very stressful for the spoon to recall what left him in this situation. The only thing he actually knew was that he had passed out somehow and that he rent significantly...heavier.
It felt wrong, so he regained his footing and attempted to walk of the feeling. Since he had just assumed the heaviness was from being so weary, his head was telling him that walking around would rouse the feeling away. However, the more he did so the more uneasy he grew. Like there was a presence following him, if you would.
Snickering, concerned murmurs, and so on. It's all he heard until fate pushed him down and lead him to stare into an ironically clear puddle. It was so clear, pristine and fresh, as if it was made by the finest rain.
Unlike him. His entire body was absolutely covered in mud and dirt, making him less silver and way more...y'know...dirty. The one thing he despised the most, with no exceptions, was now all over him and he had mo control over this.
He couldn't do anything except for stare down at this...stranger. This couldn't be him, he had sworn his entire life to avoid this exact situation no matter what it took. And somebody had exploited that perfectly, and tears had already started to leak down his unfamiliar face.
Without thinking, he got up and walked away, unable to even let out any cries or anything similar. His head was low in shame and devastation, and this all seemed to be permanent now, which hurt him more then words ever could. The mud dried and cracked under the blazing sunlight, making him look even worse.
He might as well start calling himself something far worse now.
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Night fell quickly. The male had sat depressedly on a cliff, staring off to the direction he had seen the eliminated contestants get flung away in. Wherever they went was probably far better then here, making him envious and desperate to just go home and actually find help.
However, his broken aura had quickly reached a certain someone. She had walked over to where he was, somewhat clawing her hands and started to rub away at the cracked dirt, and the male just thought she was trying to comfort him so he didn't do anything about it.
Shortly after, thanks to her almost spiritual energy, all the dried mud had been brushed off of his back and by now everything in front was loosened enough by the sea breeze to the point where it had actually fallen off his body into his lap and then blown away, the saltiness of the sea winds providing a refreshingly new shine to him.
It didn't take long for him to notice this was all linked with the appearance of his significant other, so he turned around and quietly took her feather soft hands in his own, which she repeated. The gazes they held for one another were a peaceful mix of love, gratitude and thankfulness for each others company.
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After a few minutes of this, the female quietly stated that the aura of the moonlight was informing her that all should be asleep by this hour so it could keep the island fresh and preserved for when the morning dawned on them, and despite it sounding very astrological he understood regardless.
With that, the two of them laid down underneath the faint warmth that the light gave, both holding one another as close as they could without causing any discomfort. Needless to say, sleep came quickly for both of them. And unknown to them, the combination of the faint flame and an almost brand new silver coating caused light to warmly twinkle around them, almost making their resting ground seem like a blessing.
And with the way they were, you might even say that it was indeed a blessing.
