I ache deeply, but no part is worse than any other. I can't see anything on my skin, but it feels raw somehow. I'm a little sick to my stomach, but perhaps it's the travel, or the deepness of the sleep.
Or whatever caused it.
[Drugs? Magic? Who knows.]
I am glad to hear you're not ill.
He did? Well, now I know he likes you. What did he tell you?
no subject
Or whatever caused it.
[Drugs? Magic? Who knows.]
I am glad to hear you're not ill.
He did? Well, now I know he likes you. What did he tell you?