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July 17 - July 18, 2024
OMFG SHES THE SERPENT
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Mo ab’waile. Mo khroí.
My home. He kisses one corner of my lips, then hovers his mouth over the other and murmurs, “My heart.”
“Thu thòrt mo focèn ánach, Behach Éan.”
“You take my fucking breath away, Little Bird.”
One needs not possess a soft heart to feel empathy; one needs only possess a heart.
That, it would. But I fear the Cauldron may keep you and I’m unwilling to share you, my love. Lore’s tone is so light it springs through my mind like the reflection of the sun on the mirror-smooth pool below. Perhaps avoid calling it a pool until after it breaks my curse. I suck in a breath and whisper, It can hear our conversation? Yes. Even if I whisper? Lore laughs. Yes, Little Bird, even if you whisper.
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