7/25/2025, 4:04 PM
she blinked slowly, lids heavy, breath a shallow drag. her eyes didn’t lift, not much enticed despite his efforts.
a long beat passed. the wind kicked at the grass. she could hear it brushing against his legs.
twitch,she answered, eventually. said it like it wasn’t hers at all with all the weight of dust—barely there, barely clinging to her at all.
a long beat passed. the wind kicked at the grass. she could hear it brushing against his legs.
don't need any pity,she remarked
i’m not dying. just tired.her stomach snarls in what could very well be a disagreement. her brows knit ugly as her gut churns.
..yet.