“ yes , subtle and clean and yet —— i don’t see you trying to murder me with it. ” she holds back a smile when laughter escapes soft lips. “ currently , in your presences i appear to be. ”
“ oh i know —— you don’t strike me as the poison in tea type. ” the barest hint of a curl to the corner of her lip. a tap , two to the cup before it is brought up to soft lips. liquid is gently sipped. warm , sweet , perfect. “ . . . thanks. ”
“ trust you ” she repeats. such a foreign concept. “ that’s asking quite a lot of me. ” eyes on the tea cup , they watch the stillness of the liquid. no bad intentions —— how can she be sure ﹖she cannot even trust her own flesh and blood. no good intentions »
there is a tension to delicate shoulders at the touch. margot knew only violence. nothing was given without something being taken. that is the way mason worked. “ there is no such thing as warmth or safety. ” hands nurse the warm cup , it stung but margot has »
margot’s eyes , vacant of emotions that were not current curiosity gaze at the cup. they flicker , landing on the woman before her. “ what is this for ﹖” voice low , raspy but monotone. delicate , partly cold hands reaching out to grab the cup.
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ㅤ in deathless sleep,
ㅤ the old ones dream ﹠
ㅤ lie in wait for the time
ㅤ when they shall rise
ㅤ again.
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independent portrayal of margot verger from hannibal , the series. mature and triggering themes such as gore , violence , blood , abuse , sexual themes , etc. follow at your own risk.
muscles quiver beneath the delicate, familiar and more than welcomed touch. they have always fitted so exceptionally well. “ i missed you too ”her mellowed voice travels between them. her head turns so she can gaze upon the psychiatrist and she smiles. that smile that »














