#anyway baby vasile is a quiet lil guy!!

[fairytaletold]

@striigon // continued.

From across the room, he watches fingers twitch in desperation, heartbeat racing in that chest. His father is asleep, of course — had been for some time, leaving Vasile to wander off and collect rocks and climb trees and carry on as any small boy would like. He'd gotten his hands dirty and shoes scuffed and wound his way back home once more, clutching a particularly shimmery rock within the safety of one small hand.

The drumming beneath his ear has slowed. He peeks up, a studious sweep of his father's expression, pleased to see how his mouth curls up. There are times when the sadness on him is so strong that it's almost a scent stinging his nose, sharp and brackish; he tries to intervene on those moments and chase away the dark clouds that look above his father's form, and today is no different. Vasile lifts a hand. Opens his fist to display the stone set against his palm. It's lifted, offered, the hint of a smile ( it was so rare for happiness to light his face ). ❛ ...found this. ❜ For you, he leaves unspoken.