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🕯Icarus and Apollo 🔆

2020 vs 2018 vs 2017 redraws

he doesn’t have a name anymore, hasn’t for a thousand years. he has wounds on his back and scorch marks like fingerprints on his arms.

his lips are cracked and dry and blistered. his skin is honeyed but covered in scars. sometimes he glows like he swallowed the sun. sometimes he’s a constellation of burns.

there’s a boy that he loves, a boy who is always golden, a boy whose skin is perfect, unmarred. his hair is a wild, tangled halo. sunlight flickers in his eyes.

he goes years, lifetimes, without the boy holding him in his arms. time after time, place after place, he wakes up one morning and finds the boy                          gone.

each time, he welcomes the beautiful, deadly, sun-kissed boy back into his bed. each time, the boy’s hands sear his skin. decade after decade, century after century, icarus will always press in close and invite apollo to leave his mark.

    - he barely remembers having wings | a.g.b.