bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones
the rattle roar of broken bones
She wanted to argue that next point too, and nearly did, before shutting her mouth tightly. Because in some way, it already had; quick, stark, harsh reminders of her own mortality ringing against her ears. It likely scarred across her chest too – if and when she bothered to look. So instead she nodded, absorbing what she could, nursing the drink in her hands as the world gave way to waves.
To hear Ronin shared the same plight, if not worse, made her eyes dart downwards. “Sorry.” For the things he’d gone through along the way, and for her not noticing, and probably multitudes of other things lost in the transgressions. “And yeah, I didn’t…I didn’t feel any different? But I do have some new things to try,” and for that moment a small smile bloomed – though hastened away quickly at the suggestion. “Only if you promise not to kill me in one blow.”
To hear Ronin shared the same plight, if not worse, made her eyes dart downwards. “Sorry.” For the things he’d gone through along the way, and for her not noticing, and probably multitudes of other things lost in the transgressions. “And yeah, I didn’t…I didn’t feel any different? But I do have some new things to try,” and for that moment a small smile bloomed – though hastened away quickly at the suggestion. “Only if you promise not to kill me in one blow.”
the honeybee
Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw
angry, wild, and raw
