#another using tff song lyrics as writing inspo

[haveihitanerve]

The Light On My Horizon-

Central Park was beautiful this time of day. It was always beautiful, honestly. But there was just something about sunrise that made it extra so. Gregor knew, logically, that he shouldn't do it. Go there. But it was peaceful this early in the morning. Serene. The world was just barely waking, the birds had just started to sing, and a calm, peaceful feeling seemed to wrap around him as he walked from his apartment to the Park, choosing the same bench every time. It had the perfect angle to watch the sunrise. He didn't know why he did it, exactly. It had started a few weeks after he had left the Underland for the last time. The nightmares had been awful, pulling him from sleep violently. He barely slept. It had been the third week, the nineteenth day to be exact, when he had gotten up and looked out the window for the first time. Instead of going to the kitchen like he had before, sitting at the table with a glass of water he never drank, staring at nothing until the rest of the household awoke. He had looked out the window and spotted the sunrise, bathing Central Park in an array of oranges and reds and yellows. Fiery colors streaking across the sky. He had stood there, transfixed, for two hours. And just watched the sun rise. He had done the same thing the next day. Just sat there, cross legged, on his sorry excuse for a bed, and watched the sunrise. On the twenty seventh day he had left the apartment and walked across the street to the bench. He had done it ever since. It was routine. Maybe because it connected him to nature, maybe because it seemed like the sort of thing Ripred would do, maybe because it was the sort of thing he had always taken for granted and knew Ares and Luxa and Aurora would have been awed by. Whatever the reason, Gregor had done it every morning, without fail. There had been a time where Gregor had been jealous of Ripreds ability to fall asleep and wake up on command. Now he did it himself. He knew he wasn't alone. But they never acknowledged each other. It was okay. Good, even. Gregor knew he wouldn't be able to go through a goodbye twice. The sunrise symbolized something. What, he wasn't sure. He just knew it meant something to him. That it was important. That it was the light at the end of the tunnel. His only hope. The Light On His Horizon.