HOTARU
I know when you were little girls
You dreamt of being in my world
You dreamt of being in my world
It will do her little good, but it warms her all the same, what little need for warmth they have in a world of their own creation. Intrigue, however, is far stronger. The scale gleams attractively, attracting wanton magpie eyes. What it does is only implied, but her eyes go wide, not unaware of the magnitude. Though her hand rises slowly to take it, holding it gently in her palm, her eyes don’t leave Remi’s. “Are you certain?” She, of all? All he knows, loves, lays claim to? She, to wield this protection, this gift he could bestow upon anyone? It’s an honor that makes her marrow ache, so unworthy of it is she.
Off-balance now, she can only huff a laugh, long fingers enclosing the tiny item in her palm. “Are children not often revenge upon us for our own teenage idiocy? They’re the clearest, most cringeworthy mirrors we could ever gaze into.” And cringe she does at times, with fear yes, but also awareness of how very like herself they both can be.
Off-balance now, she can only huff a laugh, long fingers enclosing the tiny item in her palm. “Are children not often revenge upon us for our own teenage idiocy? They’re the clearest, most cringeworthy mirrors we could ever gaze into.” And cringe she does at times, with fear yes, but also awareness of how very like herself they both can be.
Don't forget it, don't forget it
respect that and bow down bitches
respect that and bow down bitches
