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✧ perspective;; gordo ✧
✧ location;; pirate ship ✧
│✧ location;; pirate ship ✧
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- i had always heard of those endless fairytales.. fairytales that foretold a staircase leading to the angels.
a staircase to heaven.. a magical ladder ascending to a place of dreams. it sounded almost too good to be true, a thing plucked straight from a fairytale.
but, the question was.. what about a staircase to hell?
because that was what i was climbing.. a ladder ascending to a place of nightmares and chaos. the rhythm of music reaching a screeching crescendo. the sound of souls battling for a chance for one more day.
one more day to live.
and cielo was the first to see it.
he was always the reckless one. the first to jump straight into the deep end of the ocean and the last to ever utter something of bitter intentions.
it was so clear.. even now.
even in the chaos.
but together, as a trio.. we danced through it.
we danced a rhythmic tango that cradelled us towards the edge of the ship.. whirling in a bout of dips and spiralling turns as the ship rocked.
back and forth.
all was serene.. as serene as it could ever be in the screeching disarray. the clash between hoods and hooks, the bellowing curses of the captain as ruby welted against his dark curls.
all was serene.. until i saw them.
a flash of prancing shadows.
a glimpse of a hood.
they were onto us. i could sense it.
“cielo!” my voice had weaved into the hollering symphony.. a crescendo in the rain.
but.. sacrifices needed to be made.. for the hooded shadows were lingering closer. their footsteps dancing against the splintered tiles.
it was too late.
they were already here. hot on our tails.
and sacrifices that needed to be made for the both of them.. no matter what things they had done. because.. nothing could ever compare to the things that i have done.
the terrible.. terrible things i have done.
things that can never be redeemed.
i had to do this.
“cielo.. take miss mysterious off the ship.” paws dancing across his, i glanced up at the tom.. watching as those cerulean eyes blossomed with an emotion i have never seen. confusion? “and do me a favour.. get the hell out of here.”