ㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ݁ 「ㅤ@megitsunekoㅤ」ㅤwaltzed around the razor's edge. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⤷ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝ i think i should've kept my mouth shut. ❞

Aware of the words,ㅤa response doesn't come to light at the moment.ㅤIrises befall on her,ㅤaware of their phrasing and the deviation they meant to serve.ㅤThat is the kind of look that takes in more than just the words,ㅤtracing the tension behind them,ㅤthe instinct to retract already settling in.ㅤThere is a quiet beat for the woman of rosé strands of hair won't let that happen so easily in her watch.ㅤThenㅤ—ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhyㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤAn inquire with sweetness'.ㅤThe sculpted cheek falls within the surface of the shoulder,ㅤobserving the other one with a careful and almost thoughtful look.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou've said something you weren't supposed toㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe voice of the femme continues.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤPerhaps it is something you weren't ready to say it out loud.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

A faint shift in the expression can be seen,ㅤsomething between a smile and something that carries a hint of understanding.ㅤThose aren't the same thing.ㅤStepping in further,ㅤclosing the distance with deliberation without crowding the space around them,ㅤCrystal murmurs:ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤSilence is not to regret but what it can hide.ㅤIf you wanted to keep it to yourself you would have,ㅤdear.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤWith a grounding sensation,ㅤthe eyes flicker briefly taking the restless energy to the edge of something untamed that mirrors the springtide in the most quiet edges.

❛❛ㅤㅤSo no,ㅤI don't think you should have.ㅤNot with me,ㅤat least.ㅤI'm all ears to listen to your thoughts.ㅤI promise I don't bite.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

ㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ݁ 「ㅤ@bungemㅤ」ㅤwaltzed around the razor's edge. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⤷ㅤ ❝ you look like you’ve got something to say. ❞

The attention span of the femme fatale lingersㅤ—ㅤattentive and with a body relaxed that is perched upon the edges of the mirror roomㅤ/ㅤHer curves are swallowed painfully by the light of the sunlight that trespasses just a few inches away from a crystalline panel window.ㅤWords spoken evoke a pause making a bridge between the momentum and the rest of the previous conversation.ㅤAmethysts raise up,ㅤmeeting hers with a intention that at the moment cannot be deciphered;ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYes,ㅤI did and I do.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe thoughts are reflected upon each syllable,ㅤvoice in the same intonationㅤ—ㅤthe cheek blends with the bump of the lithe shoulder,ㅤresonating with a hum from the depths of the lungs.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI was trying to decide,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤSpringtide's vessel speaks with amusement threading the embroidery through the sounds,ㅤbatting those lashes with leisure.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhether it would be impolite to stare.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤ

❛❛ㅤㅤI suppose that answers itself and I do not need to say more.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA beat quickly follows with genuine praise given,ㅤeyes continue to punctuate;ㅤmouth drenched in vermillion curl,ㅤshowing withe teeth behind that smileㅤ—ㅤumistakably pleased at the sight and with endless thoughts that pour incessantly of dark corners that turn and twist with each other.ㅤA hand lightens up the mood,ㅤleaving the sign to the dress the other one is having.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIt suits you in a way that makes the rest of the room feel less and less pretty by each second.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe woman adds softer but no less certain of each crossed word.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤAnd I think I must have the perfect pair of high heels to match the brilliance of it.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

ㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ݁ 「ㅤ@khimxraㅤ」ㅤwaltzed around the razor's edge. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⤷ㅤ ㅤi’m not used to having such good company.

The night breeze stands out easy between them.ㅤIt's not the silence of the midnight hours but close enough that the absence of tension becomes something worthy of enjoyment as days passes.ㅤCrystal stands nearby,ㅤposture relaxed watching the time fly by,ㅤchoosing to remain rather than linger away in the presence of the other.ㅤWhen the words reach her,ㅤa blink of butterfly lashes occurs giving in a pause that suggests consideration to respond or not.

A small tugs from plush tiers tinted in carmine happens.ㅤIt’s a normal thing.ㅤStill,ㅤto know that someone has taken the consideration to be vocal about her company is often overlook;ㅤit is often something so trivial,ㅤso normal,ㅤthat when someone thinks of it far beyond becomes something that is indeed taken for granted.ㅤLithe shoulders lift up,ㅤveils of flesh close.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤNow,ㅤnow.ㅤBe careful with that,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤIn a murmur that escapes,ㅤtone seems light with threads of amusement that streetches into the unknown.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou'll raise your standards if you get too used to it.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤCrystal shifts the weight of the body ever so slightly,ㅤremaining where she is:ㅤwhere she intends to be.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI suppose that would be a horribly unfortunate thing to deal with.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ݁ 「ㅤ@attroxxㅤ」ㅤwaltzed around the razor's edge. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⤷ㅤwhat was i supposed to do , let you die ? / from dante ~

There's no immediate answer,ㅤfor the inquire dares to settle betwixt with more weight than it should because of what sits beneath them.ㅤDare to speak it:ㅤinstinct,ㅤchoice,ㅤconsequences.ㅤAmethyst slit irises excessive lingers on him,ㅤsearching,ㅤtrying to understand where exactly the line had been crossedㅤ...ㅤand if either of them noticed when it happend.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤOf course not,ㅤI don't think you were.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤ

Bridge of a pause,ㅤdriftning amaranthines away to break the intensity and give them a moment of space to breathe.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou did what you thought was right.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤAs if she were able to die with that body that regenerates itself at any given moment,ㅤthere's the thought that is unspoken.ㅤIf anything,ㅤthe words that echo in the air carry acknowledgement of the weight of that decision that wasn't made lightly.ㅤAn exhale from nostrils,ㅤher fingertips brushing absently against her arm as if grounding herself in something that isn't able to shift.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤBut that isn't the same as what was necessary.ㅤYou chose me and now you have to live with what that means.ㅤI appreciate it,ㅤthough.ㅤFor what it's worth I don't regret that you did.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe cheek melts with the bump of the shoulder,ㅤobserving the other in a way that feels less judgment and more like recognition among them all;ㅤshe understands the kind of choice far better than she ever says out loud.ㅤThe expression that paints the countenance of the femme softens for just a fraction of time enough to be genuine.

❛❛ㅤㅤOh my,ㅤI talk too muchㅤ...ㅤBut don't mistake that for an aproval that you should continue following.ㅤNext time remember that saving someone isn't always a mercy act.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe edge of the words is not meant to wound and not to comfort,ㅤthe duality that shifts within feels adecuate;ㅤbecause springtide's maiden knows exactly what it costs to be the one who survives in the worst moments.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤName's Crystal.ㅤWhat's the one of myㅤ...ㅤsaviourㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ