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Cotton Candy (Open)

on March 6th 2017, 2:05 pm
Finally, relief.

The airy, sweet taste soothed the heartless. The fluffy delight was his favorite treat, which was why he frequented the festive world. Around him the lights of the carnival dazzled, the atmosphere littered with screams that mixed excitement and fear. At the sudden crashes and thuds of games and machinery that periodically occurred, Cap jumped in place. Mondays were the least populated, but the smattering of people still roused anxiety. Still, even the darkest fears were outshone by the glorious flavors of cotton candy.

The heartless was short, under five feet, and almost completely black, except for a bright white outline and ever brighter facial features. He humbly picked up another half-eaten piece of cottony candy, not caring enough to brush away the dirt and debris. Nothing was too good for him. The others here surely never let him forget this.

He pretended to ignore the glances at him, the hushed family huddles that formed and retreated away. Cap's appearance made people... angry? Scared? Something about the unknown shook the souls of sheep. He was beyond the herd, or perhaps left behind by it, and therefore an outcast. If only the shepherd hadn't lost sight, let the poor lamb fall off the path to find the wolves. Cap didn't know if he had become one, or was just the shadow of an animal. These thoughts constantly ate away at him, but he pushed the fears down his throat with another mouthful of cotton-y goodness.

He came upon a merry-go-round, looking at the children laugh and play. It looked so fun. The heartless wished he could be up there, causing a ruckus with peers. But if he stepped on, everyone would undoubtedly leave, all the fun in their rose-colored cheeks and innocent laughs. Cap always rode alone.

So he ate away at the blue cloud, living vicariously through a rather lanky girl with red hair. Watching the fires whip around softly in the air was enjoyment enough, for it was all Cap ever knew.
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