1 Work by BeautifulBlue
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Looking at Arthur sometimes felt like looking at the negative image on undeveloped film; all black and dark blues with scrapes of transparency and the occasional floating molar. But if Nicolas concentrated hard enough, he could see the outline of Arthur's features; his eyes and the bridge of his nose. Before, he had never had the urge to try to look through the ever-shifting crackling aura that enveloped Arthur like a shell. Now, in the quick glimpses he took while driving, he felt the urge to reach out and trace those lines with his fingers, to put a hand on Arthur's shoulder, whether in sympathy or gratitude he wasn’t sure.