Maybe it’s time to fucking fight. I’m just not sure how to fight for something so goddamn important. I don’t know what weapons to wield, or how much armor to possess. Do I go at her all bare bones and bleeding heart? On my knees, pleading and shaking, defenseless, with the blade of a dagger to my chest? Stick it in, Melody. Twist it deep. What’s one more scar?
