There are still scattering people, but they're much faster at the bottom of this all. Still new into the first two to five minutes of Koko Head, still caught up in looking up like children whose stomachs are finally catching up with their eyes. when they're not busting out the end of it.
The bottom that is getting closer by two and three foot gaps every few seconds. He can see it racing at him, rather than like it's him racing at it. The glorious burn that is somewhere in the back burner of his thought addictive and sparking, making him almost want to suggest they do it again. He would. Maybe once or twice more. Depending on what his goal was for a day.
Or hit the park and fan out. But doing flat and level is so much less of a challenge after all of that.
Like now when it's leveling out and he's catching himself up, drastic release of speed or space, place to burn out. Because burning out is not one of those thinks about either. Catching himself, even when no one's given the news to his heart. Pounding loud and fast like a drum, against his ribs, through his hear, ears.
Making the whole world feel strange at nearly still. Like all of it is still moving around him, when he's looking back to find the only other thing that needs to be, from here at the ground. Cath not all that far behind him. Moving fast and sharp, light on her feet, probably not even aware how determined and happy she looks all at once. With the world thrown against a backdrop behind her, all green and blue against her.
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Date: 2013-01-29 11:25 pm (UTC)The bottom that is getting closer by two and three foot gaps every few seconds. He can see it racing at him, rather than like it's him racing at it. The glorious burn that is somewhere in the back burner of his thought addictive and sparking, making him almost want to suggest they do it again. He would. Maybe once or twice more. Depending on what his goal was for a day.
Or hit the park and fan out. But doing flat and level is so much less of a challenge after all of that.
Like now when it's leveling out and he's catching himself up, drastic release of speed or space, place to burn out. Because burning out is not one of those thinks about either. Catching himself, even when no one's given the news to his heart. Pounding loud and fast like a drum, against his ribs, through his hear, ears.
Making the whole world feel strange at nearly still. Like all of it is still moving around him, when he's looking back to find
the only other thing that needs to be, from here at the ground. Cath not all that far behind him. Moving fast and sharp, light on her feet, probably not even aware how determined and happy she looks all at once. With the world thrown against a backdrop behind her, all green and blue against her.