SXTAN RETURNS
Raw ; Unapologetic ; Not proofread
"I was looking for someone I can be lonely with. This world is always so loud and full of pain. Everyone likes to talk but the beauty of silence and to sit still with someone is something I thought I would never find", Quinn confessed.
Campbell looked at him, eyes widened, heart ; beating.
Could he be her lock?
Was that possible? After all these year of being lead by Devon she never had thought that this feeling was possible. That connection for someone like her.
After all she was the one that shouldn't exist. That society didn't want to see amongst the other leagues.
"Asher is waiting for me", was all she could say, overwhelmed by her thoughts and emotions as she walked away and towards the only person that wouldn't question her and let her be. A few footsteps onwards she stumbled upon her own feet.
"Hey Candyfloss how about you look down for once?!"
"Shut up, Brixton"
"Oy! I was just having my daily cat-walk. You know if you're having a bad day, cats are great for cuddling"
Campbell rolled her eyes and picked up the white persian cat she had stumbled into.
"You're the worst"
"and yet the one that is always right", Brixton purred and licked over Campbells face.
"How many times did I tell you not to lick my partner, Brixton?", the dry and cool voice of Asher interrupted the moment.
Campbell sighed. [...]
Was there ever a normal day in the household of Hax? Possibly not.
HAX Notes ; Original Work by LC Hamilton
SXTAN returns. In Astrology Saturn Returns is the 7 years cycle of change. Some say it takes every 7 years for a big change to happen. I say change can happen whenever we decide to change but to break free from everything that has happened before takes time regardless. Over the last four months I ripped out every old version, stigma and voice that was still holding me back from showing my truth and who I AM today. And that takes a hell lot if confidence and courage.
Courage to be disliked. Courage for independency. Courage to do YOU regardless of what other people say.
The world is full of possibilities and choices of art and how we express it. It is time to allow more space for anything that doesn't fit a certain type.
Art is ancient. Art is a form of creation. And the boxes and labels to show art, mark art or press art into a certain box were made by systematic roots that are yet so deeply implemented.
The old ways are dying. The life thrive and diversity and uplifting standard will happen. Hold on a little longer.
And don't dim your light. Have dreams. Have ambition and be unapologetic about it. But also enjoy life. Any dream that is meant for you will come to you when it's meant at the best moment in time.
We can't chose who our family is but sometimes we find family on the road. The people that are kind, appreciative and the ones that take you just the way you are and let you sleep on their sofa.
I don't have many people that I can truly be myself with and feel save regardless of what side I am showing
The judgement I got over the years for being three steps faster or too deep or too much for someones perception is a root I burned down on the inside and with the new seed that came there was calm.
I have reconnected with the power of independency, calm and the love that I want to show and see in this world. And I am not afraid to walk away anymore.
The miss conception of independence lies deep. And it doesn't mean I don't have people I enjoy my time with or want to be with or feel close to. It just means that if the world is crumbling I am capable to hold my own regardless of the outside and that I don't put my self worth on to anyone else anymore.
All I need now and will attract from now on are people who let me do my thing. Don't question me. And don't judge. We are all guilty of judgement but the key to break that stigma are boundaries. And I have found mine now. I won't dim them anymore for anyone who disrespects them.
We can't control certain events and people you meet on the road. But we can control how we react and deal.
Thank you to each and every soul that has been around so far and build this TAVERN Gang and showed me kindness and love. The ship is sailing. The words are floating. The devil is back in the writers room.
Love,
Lo 💕
