Thursday, July 26, 2012

Admiral "Worms" Wormsgau

Admiral "Worms" Wormsgau
His countenance was bisected, for whatever reason, mirroring the two worlds he inhabited simultaneously. The left half of his face dwelled in the here and now, reveling in the joys around him. It was this half that attracted all things wild and lovely. It was this cheek on which he etched a small heart. In direct contrast, the right half was forever tinged with sorrow and longing for the rest of his genetic tree buried in stone graves, or lost on ocean floors, or parts scattered to the four corners. He seemed to crave these people he'd never met. His complete smile was something his loved ones would never know.