#yeahj i spentn like ten minutes typign that all out porperly

[mitski-slope]

astralis

“Look!” Hailey pushes herself upright, enraptured. Lia doesn’t even bother to look at the sky until she realises that they’re no longer holding hands. A comet, Northern-Lights-green and streaking carbon, soars through the air, more like a bird taking flight than a compound of heat and rock. A pretty kind of destruction. Decay, made an art. It’s a stroke of fire. Hailey gasps. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” She isn’t looking at the comet. “Yeah. It is.”

Hailey, Lia, and everything in-between.

[for @inwayovermyhead (HAPPY BDAY ILYSM <3333333) & beta'd by @cosmozzzz]