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For as long as she could remember she had been waiting for the other shoe to drop. She lived, as things were, between moments of life that were either far too long or far too short for her to understand their significance; she stayed awake for days at a time, wandering back and forth through the same two rooms and she thought, when she found herself lying on her back on a hardwood floor barely familiar enough to feel like home despite her having known this place for years upon years, that she remembered exhaling her future in this way once before, in another life. It seemed to her as though she had only ever known how to run in circles, and she could hardly even say she was chasing her own tail, as the word “chase” implied an ending, or at least the possibility of one. Maybe you just give up and watch it grow more and more impossible as your own footsteps slow. Or you win, you catch it and rip it apart with your teeth, only to stop and look into that cracked mirror and wonder if you remember how to be the person you were before you wrote yourself into a story with no resolution.
She measured the distances across which she could hear them feeling, when she went days without letting the sun touch her. She felt around the hollows of her own heart and looked for something to put there, brushing between anger and joy and jealousy and fear and lust and despair as though she were trying to untangle the right necklace from the balled up heap of chains that sat on her dresser. She didn’t mind that they weren’t her own; she didn’t care that if they moved too far away from her window that she would lose those whose souls she had, even if just for an instant, touched the cores of. She sometimes wondered how many of them were out there. She wondered if it should bother her that she hadn’t, and never would, know their names. It was enough for her to know that they felt. A soul cannot be named, she believed, and so there was no point in learning the name of the body when it was only a word that would never sink deep enough to reach the places that mattered to her.
And it was strange, she knew, that she would give to circumstantial strangers what people formed lines longer than city blocks to receive when she held services. They seemed to expect, that if only they could be known like that, they would feel some new peace, that they would feel more real knowing someone had seen the color of their souls. She didn’t know if the passerby she reached out to felt any different after the fact, but it seemed to her that you had to know you were being seen in order for it to change you. Their conviction, dependent on what they believed her to be, was what made the difference in the end. She was waiting for someone to realize that she, of course, wasn’t doing much of anything at all. She was merely listening, and moving in circles, and waiting. Always, always waiting.
Urban witches are mischievous and should never be trusted to stand idly by, especially near blank walls. However, they are remarkably chill to hang with. Free pass... for now.
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even if things go wrong, a new path is just as valid as one that you had to turn away from, and i promise you’ll find happiness no matter how upside down your world feels.
do you think you can actually stay near your dang bed for once, my dude, or should we tie you down to it to make sure you fall asleep on it instead on the beach
His entire body seems to tense when you mention tying him down, and tiny embers start dancing in the air as he stares at you, almost as though waiting for you to move, waiting to stop you.
“Don’t you dare touch me. You tie me down to anything and I’ll set every last one of you aflame. Where I sleep doesn’t bother anyone, and I didn’t mean to fall asleep on the beach.”