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|Gender→Male|Age →Eighteen|Tagged→Nobody|Wearing→Jumper & Jeans|relationship → Nobody|
Atticus was perched on a large rock that his hands had been clung to as he felt the breeze run down among his hair, his head began to raise as his eyes twitched in focus of the distance, listening to the crumbling branches that wrapped among each other in delight almost as if they're dancing, dancing in joy. The truth about nature was it never seemed sad, unless Humans well interrupted the silence that was peaceful among the ears of Atticus Blair, sometimes that had caused him to actually feel peace at last, his throat let out a hallow rumble of his breath that was soon relased from his lips, he felt the cold oxygen running down into his lungs, Atticus was finally at peace. His hand slowly began to lower into his front pockets of his blue jeans that where now covered in a dusty brown among his knees over him bending in the dirt, His hand reached out for a golden pocket watch, it was quite admirable for Atticus, it was the only thing this young lad held dear to his heart, he slowly began to tug it open with a quite 'poping' sound that shot into his ears at the opening, Atticus paused with his breath being taken from him as he swiftly let his finger tip run among the winding wheel, his green eyes flickered with the touch of delight at the Pocket watch,he suddenly pressed his index finger against the chain of the watch as his thumb closed over the chain and then pressed against the warmth of his fingers, with a pull of his hand he raised it before he carefully adjusted among the rock as he lay back with his back pressed up against the rock as his eye brows lowered as his eye began to raise among the watch. Perhaps it had been jammed?
Atticus eyes began to lower down among the parts of regulator and the hairspring, Atticus was content with life. Not bothered to waste time rambling among the land right now, his thoughts exploded in wild blasts almost as if someone was sitting with a paintbrush covering in the slimy paint flickering it onto a large canvas, he suddenly rubbed his index finger against the Winding wheel as he raised it up to his ear with the boy growing a boyish smile at his own failure, He closed his eyes back as he broke out in his husky like laughter at this hideous failure. He shifted back against the rock with his eye brows lowering in such a way that caused him confusion. "Perhaps, I've became quite the odd one. I've been spending my times mending things, what has my life come too." he replied to himself as he kept his hand raised up as he watched his Pocket watch lifeless, not the ticking that gave him relief, nothing. Just a blank silence that covered it like a blanket of horror, Atticus slowly raised up putting his legs off the rock as he felt almost a heavy weight on his feet, Atticus began to tap his finger among it in almost home whilst his other hand trailed up beginning to fluff up his windswept hair as his teeth snuggle clung down on his lip, feeling his teeth tighten over the grip of his gentle lip.
He had been lost in the sea of his concentration that had began to strike him before he tugged his hand down from his hair swiftly whilst he had began to fiddle his fingers against the windling click, as he suddenly heard a loud blast of the ticks that made Atticus shiver in delight, It had happened! His little machine had finally given its first puff of life, He tugged himself off the rock as his Vans sunk into the grass whilst his eyes had began to reflect with the streams of a darker shade running among in a circle of his pupil, he suddenly placed the watch into his front pocket as he hooked his chain among the loops of his jeans, he raised his left hand up behind his neck beginning to stretch his ever so tense muscle, yet he was wondering where everyone had vanished off too, yet perhaps there was no point to go and explore to find his missing companions.
