(not oripathy then, that's one thing to scratch off early. she's seen the rocks and how deep they can get in the skin of others, lappland included during their stalemates. while reed has gold, she has silver. the touch of benevolence on the opposite side of her own malevolent marks. her body doesn't feel that different aside from a sense of confusion as to why food wasn't that filling for her. there has to be some sort of catch, she guesses, whenever she sets the apple she bit into aside.
her lips licked clean of juice from the fruit itself since it was quite ripe. fresh as could be. a moment in which she also realizes she should have felt thirsty too....she did sleep for quite some time. things that she would need to uncover later then.)
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her lips licked clean of juice from the fruit itself since it was quite ripe. fresh as could be. a moment in which she also realizes she should have felt thirsty too....she did sleep for quite some time. things that she would need to uncover later then.)
Guess whatever brought us here had ideas in mind.
(....she's not so sure she wants to know what.)