I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
“So like, you’d give away information to them?” It’s an insinuation she didn’t want to make, but there regardless; friendly with an enemy could convey multitudes of things, and she had to wonder how much more she could say to him before something else occurred. It was bizarre to think she couldn’t trust her uncle, not after everything they’d been through, but a trail of trepidation down her spine regardless. It wasn’t something she could fight or beat away – and the bluntness coursed through her veins. “Spy for her?” She’d give it to Dahlia – it had been very clever to somehow infect a leader, and someone notorious for being active in multitudes of regions and communities.
Always there. Taking it in.
A long breath shuddered through her lungs. “It bothers a lot of other people, but congrats.” The existential dread, the overwhelming feeling of apprehension, dredging up old memories…that he didn’t have to hold any of that in his being did seem compelling, but not enough for her to be proud of him for the distinction. Her last muttering was into the décor in her hands, head down as she pondered over exactly what to do next. “Doesn’t sound like a great trade off to me.”
Always there. Taking it in.
A long breath shuddered through her lungs. “It bothers a lot of other people, but congrats.” The existential dread, the overwhelming feeling of apprehension, dredging up old memories…that he didn’t have to hold any of that in his being did seem compelling, but not enough for her to be proud of him for the distinction. Her last muttering was into the décor in her hands, head down as she pondered over exactly what to do next. “Doesn’t sound like a great trade off to me.”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
