March 4th, xxxy
SKY'S MATE WINS THE bet. Of all the fifty hidden love notes, he finds four more to his three and Blue Sun none.
North Star stares at the wall of love notes arranged perfectly in the shape of love, the middle part missing six, its gaping hole setting a feeling of unease in his throat.
Wall white and pristine, the notes are clearer than a pond of spring water, the wall becoming redder and vibrant as more love notes are added.
A heart representation. In North Star's mind, the bright red is bleeding—bleeding and needs immediate attention. But he is a cynic and a pessimist and shouldn't be allowed near visual representation of love.
The slice of cake he has been slowly eating is working wonders at keeping his irritation at bay. Why he is irritated isn't baffling. It is because he knows why.
His foolish eyes. He blames the ceremony. The overall happy happy ambiance, the smiles, Rivers' beam.
