A S S A S S I N

there’s a breath between the sheets. a chest full of memories & universes, nothing tangible. everything that can tear, that can hurt—he hides them in the bed where he draws her open. bone marrow & open hearts & shredded skin & a husk of scales made from cut up veins, all hidden beneath that layer of pure white. broken trophies dig into her skin, & he’s no longer a boy, but a man trying to suffocate terrors & demons in his sleep. take me to neverland, peter. she remembers her words,  like the first breath taken after near drowning. she never thought it would be like this, would be an island full of monsters only in his head. - neverland is a dream, wendy girl (gift for @ibuzoo) (aavillainess)