i want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. there has to be a way. to care for the wounds without reopening them. to name the pain without inviting it back into me.
no โ he doesnโt need to do that .
itโs his life source . . she canโt give any back . her blood . it clots . ages .
thereโs a reason itโs only used for spells .
oh . . this was โ surely a morbid surprise .
she loved it. it would go on her altar , next to some candles and flowers . she could never get rid of it, nor use it .
thank you .