Joined: 4 Jul 2016
The street was packed and the Swan was paraded around the street large
white wings tucked in but towering over her small frame nonetheless. Her legs jinggled
everytime she took a step, her feet were cuffed and chain a small distance so she couldnt
run any faster than the boy could walk.
The boy that held the leash attached to her collar had longer legs than Cygnus and strode
in front, tugging on the chain every now and then to quicken her pace.
"Now," he explained, waving his hand as he talked. "Remember: Do not speak unless asked,
give the feather yourself, and smile."
He stopped abruptly and turned to look pointedly at her , like a dog who is learning a new
And Cygnus' lips turned upward , it didnt reach her sad silver eyes at all but the boy new
he wasnt going to get any better than what she gave.
"Good girl," he praised tugging on the leash once more.
They set up in their normal spot, piled boxes so they could sit and set out a jar halfway
filled with coins. Cygnus sat silent on the ground, her legs curled up under her as dust
blew over her dress.
"Angel from above!" The Boy called, picking up her wing and spreading it out. Her wingspan
was huge and in order to unfurl them all the way out they would hit the other people set
up so instead they settled with halfway.
Still it got attention.
Prompty she plucked a feather from the soft wings and handed one to passerbys. Of course
collected money in the process - not a cheap feat.
"Good luck," she smiled sullenly letting go of each of her feathers.
It was an everyday thing now. Sing a bit , pluck , smile , pluck , kiss , pluck
Everything she could do , they made money off of her.
The Boy was the caretaker that day , a young man about 17 years of age . Everything about
him was sandy , hia skin a soft caramel, eyes dark and flecked. And his soul was as
unmoving as the pyramids.
He couldnt be swayed.
Cygnus had pleaded with him before - he was just a boy afterall but that didnt get her
"I need a drink," she said softly out of earshot of everyone but the Boy. And he gave her
a skin of water , warm. You couldnt get anything if the merchandise was dying right?