"Does this coating bother you, [ READER ]? I was hoping to try it once more. . ." Liv forgotten how pretty she felt. Maybe another change wouldn't hurt.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ me is bad . it's bad for you . run away and seek comfort in another set of arms , ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ * ๐๐๐๐๐๐ .
This cannot be, could it? Despite everything that she shouldered, this person cannot be her commandant.
"Where are the others?" Have they perished in the fields? Lee.... Lucia..... / herself /.
Sight becomes fragmented, thinking it's Zimmerman, but it's not. Can he be-?
Pain guts through chest, hand resting on where heart is.
Expression becomes pained, pursing lips, so many questions, but little time to ask them.
tiny screens alerting medic that M.I.N.D is eroding. ; what's false? What's true? Who? Why? howhowhow ->
Indeed this felt forbidden. Even just existing right next to her, to where another potential "variable" is ripe for the takingโ Until another fruitless result is spat right out on his face... Further degrading his esteemed sanity.
โI always fought... But on my own accord.โ