bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones
the rattle roar of broken bones
The cinnamon butter had juuuust the right amount of sweetness to coincide with the other toppings on the bread, and in all the turmoil, she slathered more on as Iskra questioned exactly what she was talking about. Brows furrowed, she gave a heavy sigh, swinging her free hand around as if to emphasize her points. “Okay, so, yeah, Ludo is missing. Mort said to ask Safrin about its whereabouts, because she’s likely to keep tabs on it.” What with their rivalry and feud…keep up Iskra. “I don’t have to call Rae, but I wondered if there was something else tying stuff together, because sometimes that happens here.” Like all the matters with the Family, or diseases in the past.
Taking another deep breath, because she hadn’t wanted to have this conversation here, she lowered her tone and stared at the food nearby, fingers snagging at a piece of cheese and layering it on a cracker, now intending to eat her feelings. Between Ludo being gone, her concern over that, the confusion and her rough explanations, she suddenly felt very wound. “So in the Peepholes there was a weird golden glow thing, and obviously a whole lot of us followed it.” As if that was the most distinct choice, instead of avoiding it altogether. “Then there was a really strange creature and it pulled some of us into sleep and I had dream about things getting swallowed and stuff.” Blinking up at him, she realized that didn’t sound much better.
Taking another deep breath, because she hadn’t wanted to have this conversation here, she lowered her tone and stared at the food nearby, fingers snagging at a piece of cheese and layering it on a cracker, now intending to eat her feelings. Between Ludo being gone, her concern over that, the confusion and her rough explanations, she suddenly felt very wound. “So in the Peepholes there was a weird golden glow thing, and obviously a whole lot of us followed it.” As if that was the most distinct choice, instead of avoiding it altogether. “Then there was a really strange creature and it pulled some of us into sleep and I had dream about things getting swallowed and stuff.” Blinking up at him, she realized that didn’t sound much better.
the honeybee
Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw
angry, wild, and raw
