Written for PJO Shipweeks 2014, week 2 Tyson & Ella.
Words. Tyson was not good with words. He could take pieces of scrap metal and transform them into something beautiful. But Tyson could not string words together to form pretty sentences to save his life. Yet, whenever he saw her, he wanted to try. She made him want to be a poet. She made him tongue-tied. Ella.
Words. Ella knew words, lived words, breathed words. Words were how she related to the world. She could memorize any number of words and still have room to think about him. And when it came to him, she never had enough words. Tyson.