She doesn't move so much anymore. Barely at all actually. It's been like this for about a week. I'm not sure how it happened. But don't worry, she's okay. She just doesn't move much.

❝the uprising has begun.❞

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.