Status Updates From The Calyx Charm (The Sacred...

“Fragile caterpillars inching toward chrysalis”

“He is very afraid of what I will become if he tries to kill me”

“We were seedpods in a world of rapidly transfiguring soil”

“I stood there in my little flat, the end of the world coiled around me like a serpent’s tail, and watched the sun descend in the sky.”

“I leaned closer, feeling the rush of apocalypse.”

“I assume the person who just forecast your second death isn’t someone you want to be around right now”

He was radiant with the “phantasmal glow of his rebirth”

“I could feel the future crawling in my stomach like snakes”

“We held minds like we might hold hands”

The dream was over, because it was becoming real.

“You know.” He cleared his throat. “As much energy has been put into testing my powers as a moon-soul, it seems very easily forgotten that I have supernatural hearing.”

Fear was like the decay the rest of me dissolved into, every reaction becoming just another form of terror.

If he was a glacier, I was a mountain. Glaciers could melt.

“The hope that I’ll be let into someone’s heart again one day.”
I pondered. “You wanted that with me?”
“Still do. You see the problem? I wanted you to be my shelter. But you deserve someone who will shelter you, treat you as more than the antidote to being alone. You, also, deserve to be real. Not the vessel of my dream.”

“You look sleek. Like a goddess of the stars.”

Rosalina had no doubt faced this with dozens of girls, or with Leo’s boys who she’d helped take in. Suicide was always a threat, a killer more subtle and persistent than the most vengeful of ghosts. It haunted our kind with a special doggedness.