03-16-2022, 11:48 AM
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she lies awake, thinking of the way her ribs have begun to make room for whelps, of how they've grown from within; of how those of her shadowlove had, as well, until they enveloped her slight frame with each night's rest.
she thinks, and then turns, to look upon the pinkwrought nord slumbering so at her side that he never seemed to leave. she presses her only eye closed; hard enough that she must bite down on her tongue, her lip, to not let her coward's whimper to fly free; hard enough to hope that this world will fall away, and she will unsummon her damned soul, wake on her stonebed, and know finally the voice and name and face of her stygian wedded-one. the nightblack to her moonglow. how he had been a stone mass of a man; how it had only been her, once, to move the mountain of him.
she is not sure if anyone listens to the unsteadiness beneath each drawn, tight breath. but she opens her lone gray eye. sees what lies before her and within her.
what's left of her brightens with tears;
she leaves before any can scent the salt.[/narrow]
the staff team luvs u
vague since idk when olive will be home etc etc
she lies awake, thinking of the way her ribs have begun to make room for whelps, of how they've grown from within; of how those of her shadowlove had, as well, until they enveloped her slight frame with each night's rest.
she thinks, and then turns, to look upon the pinkwrought nord slumbering so at her side that he never seemed to leave. she presses her only eye closed; hard enough that she must bite down on her tongue, her lip, to not let her coward's whimper to fly free; hard enough to hope that this world will fall away, and she will unsummon her damned soul, wake on her stonebed, and know finally the voice and name and face of her stygian wedded-one. the nightblack to her moonglow. how he had been a stone mass of a man; how it had only been her, once, to move the mountain of him.
she is not sure if anyone listens to the unsteadiness beneath each drawn, tight breath. but she opens her lone gray eye. sees what lies before her and within her.
what's left of her brightens with tears;
she leaves before any can scent the salt.[/narrow]
the staff team luvs u
