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If she sits down, if she lets him hang there, she’ll lose the only parent she has left. And though he hasn’t fit that role for a long time, she’s still waiting for the change. She knows it’s coming. She knows he’ll be back with her, if only she can cut him down.
“Come inside,” he tells her. He wants to see her in the light. He sees clearly in the dark but there’s something different about warm light on warm skin.
Predators are beautiful, he knows, and his maker
blessed him well.
“Surely it wasn’t God,” she says. “Not when you look like that.”
Like waves in the ocean. He’s been landlocked for years.
She thinks of his mouth between her legs and then she slips her hand there too. Pictures his tongue instead of her fingers. She’s terrified of him but she thinks of him like this just as much. Surely it’s how the Devil wants her to feel. The Devil invades
“Lick the rope of your noose.”
him is like swimming in sun-warmed water, feeling a cool breeze against her
face, but knowing knives grow from the riverbed.
not one of a stranger but one of a warden, the prisoners his touch and civilians her skin.
If you think even your Devil can cut through me, I’ll show you how wrong you are. Because he could open the earth underneath our feet and I would fuck you in our fall. I would devour him and free every damned soul just to see you in the sun again.”
She exhales sharply. “I won’t let you prove that,” she whispers. “Then hide well,” he growls. “Because when I find you, you’ll have no other god but me.”
