#atimore

        𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹,         this one not so horrific,     not so hideous to gaze over.      he reminds her of her immortality,     about the time that passes before she is able to      B R E A T H E     easily;     i’m busy feels too easy to admit,     though the words curve around the plush of her tongue,     &     threaten to push themselves forwards.          –––––––          I’M    BUSY.               a coward’s remark,     or what she feels like though Hercules’ own duties have passed onto her,     the balls in her shoulders rolling both forwards,     &     back.                       (          MY  WONDER  IS  BUILT  ON  MY  ABILITY  TO  SERVE,       MY  ABILITY  TO  HELP,       MY  ABILITY  TO     –––––––          )      

     ❛❛      ––––––     as you can imagine,          [     she readies herself for furrowed brows,     the fronts of her fingertips meeting,     &     pressing themselves together     ]          i’m beyond overwhelmed with my duties,     both here,     &     in other places     ． ． ．      in fact,     my organization’s          JUST BEGAN          reaching those in china,     as well as sri lanka,     &     india.       *                   ❜❜

*          SHE,     STRONG AS GAEA.          her god - hood is (non)existent,     un - needed now.     and so she allows herself to become 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑨,     allows herself to breathe shallowly,     &     the mel to soften her tongue.