OLD PORT. / mostly just some tidbits about it. i may make a more coherent meta if i get asked specific questions about it ! but so far, it’s just a few stuff pertaining to its HISTORY, PEOPLE, and the ISLAND.
some meta on
Far Harbor
❛ huh ? is that — that’s .. not what it means ? ❜ regards the sign once more as if he misread it the first time. living on a harbor whose only land was an unoccupied island filled with dead grass and trees, the topic of roadways were a mystery to him.
❛ hey, i’m … cool, right ? ❜
thoughtsborn-blog: “What chains you to this life? What keeps you here?” [ur choice? :"DD]
his bouts of laughter cap in the container of his diaphragm ; the question of theirs acts like a lid to keep them there. easy to say he did not expect something so serious to come up. ❛ uh ? chains ? ❜ his look of brief confusion dissolves into a smile. ❛ that sounds really.. bad ! not chains, i don’t think. more like, hmm, coasting. ❜ ( got to maintain a cool persona, after all. )
❛ my friends and family ! you haven’t met them, yet, since they’re back home, but helping renee with the catch, or larry with the bar .. that stuff usually makes me glad to be here ! ❜ images flash in his mind of their smiles during their more-appreciative days. it is not a deep, philosophical answer. nothing deep can be extracted here. he regards his company with upraised brows, ❛ why the question ? what about you ? if it’s okay to ask. ❜ @thoughtsborn m.
@ofsoulsborne c.
he regains his breath little at a time. the pungent air renders him immobile, the ghastly sight does little to settle his nerves. stepping outside from the safe clutches of his home is a mistake, but his savior spared him another day. his eyes linger on the corpse of the beast, swearing he can see traces of human again, but feels relief trickle in slow upon the pat, his assurance, and his advice.
❛ father, i’m — our food was scarce .. ! uncle hasn’t come back home, yet, and— i’m sorry. ❜ far away from home in this labyrinth of brick and beast and men gone mad, he does not wish to stray from the hunter. who knows what else lingers beneath this ominous sky ? ❛ thank you, but…. what will happen now ? is – are there more of … them ? ❜
millitechleft: "Ideals have to count for something." (Welcome back!!!)
laura’s comment suspends him from his work and lets him float off in a moment of thought. gloved hands grappling onto the net he was working on have loosened ; he hums, tips his head. the moment is fleeting, but he ends it in two agreeing nods. ❛ sure, they should ! i mean —- they have some meaning to somebody, right ? ❜ then a question comes up, directed to laura as hands absentmindedly work on knotting the ropes still in hand.
❛ do you have any ? uncle donnie says folks with ideals bring out better work than those that don’t have any. ❜ @fromlandtosea m.
blease read uzumaki if u haven’t yet ….
