Of stories like others...

Timothee

Devouring hearts...
Introduction: continues the story from the last posted message
Rules:
  • no more than four/five lines
  • Let your imagination run wild — or event not — as you like


Once upon a time, on a very remote and distant island, there was a boy whose name was...
 
Seaglass. He was not named for being the embodiment of perfection by nature, rather he was named this because his eyes held an almost translucent quality which seemed stare at you, unblinking is an unnerving sort of way.
 
He was unblinking like Deathshead from the Wolfenstein franchise. He looked around the island and screamed his name in rebellion. Then started exploring the island for a way out. The island was mostly empty, yet too empty that it was almost convenient.
 
The plants and shrubbery stirred around Seaglass, one day. In an almost mystical way that cast shivers down his spine. The island might've been empty, but nature was always there. Finding himself lost in the maze of these roots, he stumbles upon...
 

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