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⠀⠀⠀she nodded quietly, svelte palm reaching over to take the two nuts. she hasn’t had some in so damn long. pad of her thumb brushing over the hard outer shell before cracking it with the palm of her hand being pressed on by the other one. bit —
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“day has eyes, night has ears..”
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ an old wise saying her grandma used to spew every now and then. now she wonders what happened to that old hag. hm. finishing the last piece of meat, —
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He’s aware. None of them sleep much, for reasons that are probably more similar than they’re willing to admit.
❝ Better to sleep during the day, sometimes. Too hot to do anything. ❞
something horrible is happening inside of me and i don't know why. my nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. i feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. i think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
⠀⠀her sulk is faintly there , but it’s there though she keeps to herself after that. chewing quietly what felt like little chewy rocks in her mouth. “..didn’t sleep last night..”
a mutter.
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He leans back, startling slightly at the meat in his face.
❝ No. ❞ A hand, pushing on her wrist. Why is it so hard to try to do a nice thing around these people?
⠀⠀⠀⠀“doesn’t matter.. food. energy..” last night , dag had went non-verbal. she couldn’t control her episodes. today; a few words uttered barely audible here and there. she tore another piece and held it out by his mouth.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀“did you eat..?” as quiet as a whisper in the sandy wind , like a daydream . tearing another piece of the dried up meat with difficulty to slide it into her mouth.
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He can only manage eye contact for half a second before he’s looking away, eyes on the horizon. Eye contact can be…difficult…at the best of times, and The Dag has a way of staring right into the heart of someone.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀with what felt like a lot of effort, she lifted herself into sitting up slowly . lazily reaching up to grab the jerky meat , taking a tentative bite at first. baby blues locking with his momentarily.
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❝𝑰 came to these lands to escape my past. To start a new life. 𝑰 can hide no longer. 𝑰 do not want this war. 𝓦e have suffered enough. 𝓟rophecy did not lead us here. Nor will it win this battle. 𝓦ars are won by those who are willing to sᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞