Aurelia
as if you were on fire
from within
from within
She's unable to notice the cat disappear, but to her it might as well have anyway. Her focus is solely on Milo, on throttling him into the sand. At first, she feels a victorious puff of air fill her chest, but then - she shouldn't have let her guard down.
In the back of her mind part of her is actually proud of him for the move he pulls, showing some amount of experience, she'd say. "Uhf!" She lands on the ground and all the air in her lungs leaves her, winded.
It's not an instinctual reaction, her next act against him, but regardless she thinks it will work. After all, her task isn't to hurt but protect. So she snatches up his arms by the wrists in and hurls her body over his, aiming to pin him into the sand with a huff.
"Give up yet?" She asks.
There's something funny about this situation, as if they've been here once before, as if she's asked him these exact same words.
In the back of her mind part of her is actually proud of him for the move he pulls, showing some amount of experience, she'd say. "Uhf!" She lands on the ground and all the air in her lungs leaves her, winded.
It's not an instinctual reaction, her next act against him, but regardless she thinks it will work. After all, her task isn't to hurt but protect. So she snatches up his arms by the wrists in and hurls her body over his, aiming to pin him into the sand with a huff.
"Give up yet?" She asks.
There's something funny about this situation, as if they've been here once before, as if she's asked him these exact same words.
the moon lives
in the lining of your skin
in the lining of your skin
