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She woke in chains, only knowing so because of their rattle and weight. The room was night, oilblack and just as thick; the heaviness of the damp and the irons made everything just that much more suffocating. And her head … Continue reading
Heartbreak is a real thing, she thinks, reaching up to put a palm over her chest, to press hard the heel of her hand against an ache that cannot be soothed. It rises in the back of her throat, a … Continue reading
“Why’s it gotta be running?” she panted. “God, why’s it always fucking running,” she panted, her expression shifting to look rabid, wild, teeth bared. She booked down the street, spinning around the corner, fingertips gripping the brick, turning her sharply. … Continue reading
She staggers down the alleyway, hands half-clawing at the bricks, as though the wall we’re a sturdy set of hands to catch her. Bloody-eyed, bloody-lipped, she twists, gagging up the last few hours’ of memories, pressing her back to the … Continue reading