Petalled Metal
His brown eyes stained scarlet. Sakura petals floated through the dynamics of air, settling on branches, the ground, the grey handrails and his upturned face, The tiny pink petals that touched his eyes quickly matured into a rich crimson that he blinked away.
"Why now..." he muttered before pulling out a slightly stiff piece of black cloth and placing it over his eyes.
"You shouldn't be pushing yourself."
"I'm not overdoing it, I'll be fine."
"You're bleeding again, you can't see where you're going and this mountain is riddled with chasms and pits and stuff."
"Millie, it's already stopped. Let's go."
They continued on together, up the roughly hewn stone steps that led to the summit. Ruby petals littered the ground behind.
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This is a drabble thing. I'll add more little short things (probably) about this guy. It won't tell a story particularly, I don't think but this will just be random snippets of Max's life.
Feel free to tear to pieces.
