It feels as though they stand here in silence forever, gazing up at a door that Isla knows is not as innocuous as it looks. "It's alright, we can think of something el--" She's cut off by his arm slipping from around her shoulders, by fingers twining between her own, and before Isla can ask if he's sure, he's tugging her into the warm darkness, the door an echoing slam behind her. Isla the flesh is weak |
the pause between breathing
Varus |
the Remedy
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