@willremain said: β βrun away,β they say. β
THEY. Who's they? The voice in the back of Steph's mind? Or the one in the front, screaming at her to leave, leave, LEAVE.
THEY. Marionette's instincts?
THEY.
I.
One day, they're going to have to stop running. Not today, or tomorrow or even next year. Or maybe they would never HAVE to. At least, for the most part, the two women had found a place they didn't feel the need to run from.
Finally, Steph meets her Marionette's eyes.
"I'll get my keys."
















