[she can feel cloth on her body but that's it, and it's silence and grass and asch. and the slow trickle in her throat, in her mouth--she doesn't cry though. maybe it's because she's cried enough and she doesn't have anymore or maybe it's because she can already see him start to unravel a little and it hurts.
i want him to smile--i want to make him smile, not make him sad. not like this--asch--asch i'm sorry.
as the seventh fonons begin to show themselves natalia's smile, that had been a flickering candle, ghosts over her white mouth briefly, something like pride in her eyes. he had always been so capable. that's something..she'll have to mention to him once she can get her words back.
i don't know if i ever told you what a capable person you were. it's no wonder i relied on you so much? did i ever tell you that before asch? both you and luke-..did i ever tell either of you that?
it's black ghosting over her vision and everything beneath her hips feels numb and dead and she's floating in the black. her entire throat, her chin--it's all red. she must look a terror. that's hardly seemly for a Princess..
but the deep line in the center of her throat, with it's sprinkling of lines seems to twitch at the fonons. the skin slides closed like pieces of cheap tape. it won't hold forever. but she isn't seeping out everywhere. the trickling is inside but it's not out.
good. maybe she won't get so much on his clothes--he'll have to carry her. her legs aren't working either. that's strange..]
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i want him to smile--i want to make him smile, not make him sad. not like this--asch--asch i'm sorry.
as the seventh fonons begin to show themselves natalia's smile, that had been a flickering candle, ghosts over her white mouth briefly, something like pride in her eyes. he had always been so capable. that's something..she'll have to mention to him once she can get her words back.
i don't know if i ever told you what a capable person you were. it's no wonder i relied on you so much? did i ever tell you that before asch? both you and luke-..did i ever tell either of you that?
it's black ghosting over her vision and everything beneath her hips feels numb and dead and she's floating in the black. her entire throat, her chin--it's all red. she must look a terror. that's hardly seemly for a Princess..
but the deep line in the center of her throat, with it's sprinkling of lines seems to twitch at the fonons. the skin slides closed like pieces of cheap tape. it won't hold forever. but she isn't seeping out everywhere. the trickling is inside but it's not out.
good. maybe she won't get so much on his clothes--he'll have to carry her. her legs aren't working either. that's strange..]