"How do stars look from there up close? " she stares ahead, at the sky full of dim and bright lights, longing in her eyes and poison on her mind. Ivory covered fingers, shaking breaths and racing hearts.
I am at verge of dying, save me.
Save me.
Save me.
"Big balls of burning lights." Speak to me. "Burning and dying. " I am listening. "Painfully slowly and wonderfully dimming. " You just have to say a word.
Just say a word and I will bring the universe at tips of your fingers, burn those empires down and lay them at your feet, turn this flesh into ashes and spill then into your dreams.
Say it and it's there for you.
"You speak too harshly." She chuckles as a shaking fingers graze her tears stained cheeks.
I wish you could see my softness for you.
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