《THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD》xxiii - the ferris wheel is a constellation and we are its stars pt. 2

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--☽--

a beam of sunlight

like a razor sharp blade of diamond

streaked over his hazel eyes,

bringing the gold out of them

as the wheel turned,

the tiles on the ground grew smaller

and the lines running over the conrete shortened.

looking dwn,

he saw a sea of colored splotches of the people down below.

their cart asceding toward the peak

his stomach flipped a he looked,

but for some reason he couldn't tear his eyes away from the ground

he wondered if anyone had ever felt the same way

if they ever just wanted to jump down from the cart

to the ground below,

to feel freedom from he free fall

and a thrill as pain too painful to be flt flashed through him

the death would be short

it was his acrophobia

that had saved him from jumping

his fear was his savior

it was getting hard to breath

his mind began to swim out in hundreds of directions and he tried to grasp his thoughts and bunch them together but they all floated out of his reach like dozens of baoons being scattered into the wind

"are you fraid of heights?"

the girl's voice sounded

twinges of concern threaded with curiosity

he nodded withou looking back

"then why dd you come up?"

his voice didn't shake

the way his hands did

when he answered,

"you'll see,"

the wheel turned slwly

they were at the peak

it was almost as if he was at the top of the universe

and here at the tip of the wheel

the sky looked as big as a ceiling

and as small as something he could reach out and hold

and at the climax all his fears vanished ad his fingers slowly relaxed

"this is what I came for,"

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he spoke slowly

trying to match the beat of his words

to the speed of how the Ferris wheel moved

but he was always a little off beat

like uneven scribbles

except he didn't know scribbles could be beautiful

"the view?"

he shrugged,

"yes and a bit more than that..."

he'd come because being on the Ferris wheel made him feel free

he stare out at the city down below

over the horizon

he spotted a strip of blue

the sea

"have you been to the beach before?"

he asked absentmindedly,

out of the blue

"oh yes, of course. have you not?"

"i have... though the places i've been to have a lot of tourist trash,"

"hmm... well the sea is pretty close to my house..."

he turned slightly to look at her

she was chewing on her cheek

weighing her words carefully

for the first time he noticed a few swirls of dark blue in her eyes

"i could show you the place... if you want,"

the corners of his mouth lifted

"seems like a possibility,"

he mused casually

it was his way of saying yes

--☽--

neither had noticed that their cart had finally descended to the bottom

and as they separated at the gate

he looked back once again

at the Ferris wheel, now glowing faintly with neon gold lights

the sunset fading in the background

he realized that he wasn't afraid at all through the bottom half of the journey

he wondered why

the Ferris wheel glowed like a constellation against the darkening sky

and it fascinated him that he was part of it a few minutes before

just another star in one of the carts

--☽--

yes i know this was super long but just know the next one will be shorter 😩

(did i ask this before?)

anyway i like indigo (as is my username 😌), amaranth, beige, neon blue, and black

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