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it remains quiet, conflicted, as jointed fingers find their home in curled hair. it does not respond, merely listens, affection too heavy for him to fully accept, or even understand, for that matter.
the voices grow louder, drowning out
and what then﹖ will he die to bring back a king﹖ will he live and suffer for the rest of time﹖ no. that is not what * should happen.
" run away with me, ajax. "
to a place where we can be safe. to a place her holiness
back of its throat, the tip of its tongue.
" it would not be out of place for you to return late. "
at once, the balladeer feels the scorching gaze of tartaglia's stare, blank, yet thoughtful, words that neither dared to speak hanging