Tobias The Stag Night
I have no idea where we are going. At first I tried to track my steps, visualising a map of the city, but by the seventh turning I was completely clueless. I hear Zeke snigger before saying, "Oh you're gonna love this."
Amar's cold fingers make the hair on the back of my neck stand up as he unties the cloth, the light around me suddenly feeling too bright. It takes a moment to find my bearings, looking up at the huge structure towering in front of me. The Carousel.
Amar makes his way to the- very unstable I must say- ladder, "If you can get up there quickly it'll be worth it."
I bite my bottom lip, I haven't done anything like this without Tris before, "I'm trusting you two."
Zeke pouts, "Trust us? That's a terrible idea Stiff."
Amar is three rungs in front of me, Zeke is last. Forcing air into my lungs, I grip each rung tightly. Right, left, right, left the cold of the metal bites into my skin. Amar stops suddenly, I almost headbutt his foot, "Talk about a warning!"
Amar swears, "Shit sorry. Anyway we're done climbing, and just in time too."
He pulls himself up onto a small landing just beg enough for us to sit on, I follow quickly, not wanting to be on the unstable old metal anymore. Zeke pulls himself up just after me, I scoot over, refrigerant he might lose his balance and fall to his death. He's alright though, and grabs two beer bottles from Amar, giving one to me, "To our Stiff, all grown up and getting married tomorrow! You understand how emotional this is for us right? I mean you were a no more than a little Dauntless initiate baby." Amar pretends to sniff back tears and raises his bottle, "To Tobias and Tris." Zeke clinks his bottle and I raise mine to their's.
Then I see exactly why they brought me here. The sun has dipped just below the horizon, see ending bright hues of yellow and orange, melting into a warm violet, and finally dark indigo splattered with white sparks that are the stars.