⠀
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀in your hands,not so much
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀the weapon but the threat
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀of * l͟o͟v͟e͟,elusive,brief,a
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀leap⠀⠀across⠀⠀the⠀⠀narrow
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ledge of my expectancy. 〞
⠀ https://t.co/iH0R9Mpkj1
» edge, torso hovering ﹠ birthing a sigh. 〝your old man’s got me playing mail lady.〞 unlike the other stations, she makes the choice to take her time at dawn’s.
〝more like here to add to the pile.〞 nothing like the smack of sheet stacks upon a desktop to declare her entrance. SHIELD’s sleek, leather suit catches the light —— new prototype derived from tacticals. calloused palms grip the table’s »
» hadn’t forbade it. motherhood was something so unseen until she’d made
it happen, for her own daughter —— fate gifted her the chance to rewrite tragedies set in stone by the hills.
nights are frigid like before ﹠ not even
hot showers can cure the shivers. ﹠
something keeps her in the hall, just at
the frame of spencer’s bedroom ———
empty. tony’s week.
she ⠀laughs,⠀ only ⠀to herself, ﹠ it’s
halfhearted at best.
𝐠𝐨𝐝, it looks like a room. a real young
girl’s room, decorated with her idols ﹠ favorite colors. ﹠ she can’t shake the thought . . . how a little girl in chicago
would’ve decorated her own, if she’d
the chance⠀ ——⠀if her entrance⠀to
god’s cruel, cold world »