R. R. Hunter
Troubadour
It's the simple things that make me happy. I would say I'm 75% gardener and 25% architect, so I get tickled when I come up with little quips like this.
(Context: Fates = gods. POV is from a 15yo boy who just recently discovered wine lol {In moderation, my goodness} )
“Fates!”
He clutched his elbow and felt wet. Moving it into the beam of light, he could see the blood.
“Fates take me.”
He was not accustomed to cursing, so the sound of the words seemed odd to him. Adults drank wine and cursed all the time—at least, the majority of them did. The wine was savory at least, but the cursing left a bad taste in his mouth.
(Context: Fates = gods. POV is from a 15yo boy who just recently discovered wine lol {In moderation, my goodness} )
“Fates!”
He clutched his elbow and felt wet. Moving it into the beam of light, he could see the blood.
“Fates take me.”
He was not accustomed to cursing, so the sound of the words seemed odd to him. Adults drank wine and cursed all the time—at least, the majority of them did. The wine was savory at least, but the cursing left a bad taste in his mouth.