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<p>Ey knew that, at one point, ey wondered if eir command to mirror the back yard for True Name&rsquo;s room meant that it made a new back yard or whether it just mirrored the view out the window. If it were the latter, would she be watching em? Would she be wondering why ey walked? Would she scoff? Would she wish for a way to crush her own worries down into the ice?</p>
<p>And then the train of thought was gone, lost amid some whorl in the steam of eir breath.</p>
<p>An hour&rsquo;s walking gained em sore hips, a sweat-soaked shirt, and a well-trod trail around the outside of the yard.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Fucking cold,&rdquo; ey grumbled, stomping the lingering snow off eir boots and the hems of eir slacks on the way up the stairs to the balcony. Ey kicked the boots off outside the door to complete the journey inside. Ey could fork emself warm and dry, sure, but why do that when there was a perfectly good shower right there?</p>
<p>&ldquo;Fucking cold,&rdquo; ey grumbled, stomping the lingering snow off eir boots and the hems of eir slacks on the way up the stairs to the balcony. Ey kicked the boots off outside the door and shuffled inside. Ey could fork emself warm and dry, sure, but why do that when there was a perfectly good shower right there?</p>
<p>So, ey lingered under the hot water for fifteen minutes, and instead of whorls of breath, the crunch of ice, the nothingness of slate-gray skies, eir thoughts and emotions dribbled down eir face in rivulets of water, swirled once, twice, disappeared down the drain.</p>
<p><em>Dissociating,</em> ey thought, laughed to no one.</p>
<p>Brushed eir hair. Stared, unseeing, at emself in the mirror for a bit. Dressed in clean clothes &mdash; sweater vest? Sweater vest &mdash; and wound up sitting on the couch again. </p>
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<p>She shook her head beneath eir hand and tightened her grip around em. &ldquo;I do not want to discuss them now. I am tired and cried out and you are comfortable and good to me.&rdquo;</p>
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