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"Afternoons are the best" the eldest of the six would say.
He was never heard or seen, by his brothers as he liberates through their views, but he was surely a stubborn lad, as he was still a mischievous kind.
In the volcanic orange sky, the clouds make a florescent light, there might be some purple hue, but it was bright as it bloomed. With every moment he tranced, his eyes would linger in awe. Every reveries he presumed, there was one of ambience he assumed. With almost the feeling of emptiness he inquired, but he never cared to ask.
Nostalgic skies accompanied his dusky leisure, he would always lie on the top of the roofs.
Every frequent gaze and daze, the ambiance shivers down his spine.
It was... always lingering...
As if...it was...something...
Something....
.....
Something he cherished as the days gone by.
As though, usually, he would never wonder, but his thoughts would sometimes linger into a world of tussle.
He could never put his finger on it.
As if his memories clump into a diary with vague memories and names, where he would always remember the feeling...
His gazes averts to the phoenix sky, but he could never make his mind as he admired.
Alas!.... Time eats all it's children, as the 'worry', would shutter. It might be a sudden surprise for another, but for him? It was just a stutter. He always...knew....and yet... he never cared to ponder.
Until...
"Osomatsu. What are you going to persue?"
His advicer's tongue was not as sharp, but it struck him a reality.
"....I-..."
What did he wanna persue?
A quiet chain on his leg would always be as tight as it can, but oh, to be freed from all the agony...
He, himself, wants to escape.
But...that's just how you become when you morph into something you unexpected.
It's...just...
Life.
....