Strings of Sin

Chapter 7

"You've always got a lot on your mind, don't you? Sometimes when you're looking at someone or examining the world around you or doing something brilliant, you'll make this face that you're making at me right now. Has anyone ever told you that?" December asked as she sat on the ground.

"No, I don't recall ever having a thinking face," the nightwing got out of the bed and sat down on the side of the mattress opposite December.

"Your eyes point directly straight like they're locked on a target, ready to fire, they graze whatever thing you look upon with cold talons and send a slight chill down any dragon's spine and play with that thing's mind with its dead smile like it's otherworldly with its strange ability to manipulate the sensations that travel through your body- Oh, I'm sorry, was I looking too deep in those eyes of yours and trailing off? That's weird, isn't it? I'm sorry," December avoided gazing at her friend's eyes and felt like she had made a fool of herself... again.

"That's not weird at all, that's poetry, and poetry can be as disgusting and distasteful as it wants to be because communication is not limited to what the eyes can see," Stardom gained a new respect for December and felt like smiling, but he didn't. "Please don't feel bad, I would never want to make you feel bad, please don't worry about what you say to me because words are only actions that travel on the wind."

"I never thought of myself as a poet; I didn't know I had those book's talents in me... it would actually be fun to write books actually. Maybe I'll do that someday..." December said more to herself than to her friend and quickly caught herself. "And thank you. You always know how to make me feel better, and you only make me happy, never sad. I just made myself feel bad then, so please don't think you're responsible."

"I see," Stardom observed and walked towards the door. "Let's go to lunch. Thorn is waiting for us."

"I can't wait to eat royal food! And I can't wait to talk to her more!" December exclaimed as she ran over to the opening. "Do you think Qibi will be there? He's not my favorite, but he's still great! I want to meet him! I want to meet as many dragons as possible on this journey!"

Stardom opened the door and took December out into the halls of the dorms with him. The wailing from last night could no longer be heard, and Stardom had assumed that it had ended. But was the problem fixed? They may soon find out if the problem had reached its doom or continued to do its user wrongs after lunch. But where was the dining room?

"Where do we go?" December asked as she looked as far as she could see down both hallways. "It appears we have reached our first dilemma in our adventure, Star, but I imagined it would be more epic and character developing... so should we go that way or that way?" The icewing pointed down each hallway respectively.

"That way," Stardom said as his friend put her talons back down on the ground.

"Which way?" December asked as she turned to see if Stardom was pointing.

"Left," Stardom answered as he met December's eyes.

"Okay," December nodded and began walking to the left.

"No! Your other left!" Stardom exclaimed as he watched the icewing with dumbfounded eyes.

"Okay!" she shouted back to him and walked right into the wall on her right. "Is this good?" She questioned as she squished her face into the wall with a grin.

"Actually, yeah, I think I'll have you stay there for a bit," the nightwing giggled and began walking left.

"Don't leave me!" December ran to her right to meet Stardom.