itwod, chapter seventeenSpring finally reaches the Basin in May, slow and tentative and still leaving the plains below the mountains under deep snow but every now and again the sun holds some warmth, heats the rooftops enough for corruscating icicles to lengthen and multiply.itwod, chapter seventeen by boethiahs
Eric Cartman, of course, notices none of this.
He is far too preoccupied thinking of how his return to South Park should have been glorious, splendid, Stan’s and Kyle’s backs bent under an astounding weight of gold (and Kenny - hadn’t Kenny been there? Was he back in the jungle? No, he never came ashore. Maybe he stayed back home, the filthy rat) and the entire town so impressed they would’ve hailed him as their king, their new god, a man to love and admire for his immense wealth and the power that comes with it.
Instead his shoes are still waterlogged from the swamp and Kyle is whining about trench foot and Eric's clothes have rips and tears and there are scratches on every exposed bit of his skin. It’s mak
itwod, chapter sixteenIf Cherry comes too close she imagines she will fall like Icarus did, burning wings against the light of something too large to grasp. She tells herself that this is the reason she still doesn’t engage with Lucky despite a yearning so great it makes the inside of her chest feel coated with lead (and while the logical parts of her vast mind find this comparison ridiculous, she supposes that logic occasionally has to give way for such poetry when it comes to feelings). She tells herself that this is why she stays behind at school most days, watching her friends walk home without her while she focuses on her extracurricular activities, on her tutoring sessions with Josh.itwod, chapter sixteen by boethiahs
Imagining that isolating herself will be the key to eradicating the festering wrongness inside of her, Cherry makes her world be about small and simple things. About how her breaths are restricted by the metal cage she has put herself in, about helping Josh, about assisting her mother, about her studies. Makes it ab
itwod, chapter fifteen“It’s big”, Rylee says when she and her dad get out of the car at the ranch south of town, its fields spread out in the valley between Round Hill and Black Mountain.itwod, chapter fifteen by boethiahs
“Bigger than it looks”, Bianca replies with a shrug as the two girls’ parents walk on ahead. “It would’ve been enough for a couple of horses, though.”
“I feel kind of guilty, you know?”
Rylee looks over at the other girl, surprised at the conversation taking such a sudden turn and unsure of what to say because people don’t come to her with the things that weigh them down; they talk to people like Vivi and Lucy and maybe Cherry but not her. “It’s not your fault”, she tries.
“Nah, I know. Still. It’s hard not to when I know that if I hadn’t had EDS, mom would be able to have something she’s wanted since she was my age. It just... kind of sucks that she can’t live here becau