[ it’s strange how it’s so … fluid one moment, shifting like fog, but immediately knows when someone tries to breach it. he taps the surface again, and it solidifies like stone between his hand and hers. ]
No, you didn’t.
[ “a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.”
come to think of it, a bottle of medicine had been her item from home, listed on that profile, hadn’t it? ]
puts them in my mouth
No, you didn’t.
[ “a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.”
come to think of it, a bottle of medicine had been her item from home, listed on that profile, hadn’t it? ]