“   a   beautiful   call,   ”   and   i   make   no instant   effort to   approach   @frysse.   time   and   time   again,   we   have   been   little   but   flickering   starlets   in   the   early hours   to   one   another,   as   i   smeared   blood   in   silence   across   her   kingdom.  ( i   muse   for   a   moment   how   fares   her   kin   in   these   years,   if   perhaps   she   grieves   a   sister   still )   i   have   felt   her,   her   silhouette   in   the   window   a   stranger   to   me,   my   kind.   a   flavor   of   continuance   not   reached   by   my   claw.   “   enfin ⸻   curious   by   dusk   was   i   to   see   if   you   might   come   find   me   once   more.   and curious   you   are   to   me.   ”   if   she   bats an eye now,   she   will   miss   my   advance,   drawing   nigh   to   the   incorporeal   one.   “    i’ve   cleaned   up   well   enough,   i   do   hope.   ”

but i sense you are doing everything possible to help me forget your ugliness. "