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I’ht, but I can’t say the same for my brother
No one’s expecting Brighton to be full-groe turn eighteen at one are those days where ere kids acting like we have powers like all these celestials roaa the dark headlines we see every day I can’t get hi up as the heroic Spell Walkers for Halloween, and I’es with their natural-born powers I’m done, I’m done, I’m done
I got to chill because we’re close as hell, don’t getYou step in his face and you’ll findbones for the life of me But man, there’s been a few tiot switched at birth or is secretly adopted That nonsense no doubt comes from all the comics about chosen ones I’ve read over the years
He’s running wild at this all-night block party, trying to score interviews left and right for his online series, Celestials of New York, but no one’s about it Everyone’s busy celebrating the arrival of the Crowned Dreaing around for oes back to sleep for another sixty-seven years No one really kno far back celestials have existed or how they first received their powers, but all signs throughout history point to their connection with the stars Like maybe their eldest ancestors fell out of the sky Whatever the truth is, constellations are always a major event for them
It’s good to see celestials partying for a change The only tis like this lately is to protest the acts of violence and injustice against theay isn’t rainbows and sunshine all the time, but ever since the Blackout—the worst attack New York has seen incelestials like terrorists
Tonight reminds me of when I attended my first Pride parade I was out to ood there, but I couldn’t pretend there wasn’t still a knot in ers would be cool withthe parade, I felt relief and security and happiness and hope, all tied up like an indestructible rope that bound us together I breathed easy around strangers for the first time
I wonder how ht
Brighton is standing behind his tripod, capturing footage as people course through the tents before angling his caure in the sky “Everything is changing to to want to film us too”
“Yeah, maybe”
Brighton is quiet long enough for it to be aard “You never believe me Just watch”