Hopping on the BloodyMary train cuz I think this crazy crossover ship might finally be what saves me from my writing slump! This is a little excerpt from my current WIP, so I can hold myself accountable and actually finish it. Hoping to have the first chapter up sometime within the next week.
"Something they do not tell you about pain, is that it sings. Not in the traditional sense, of course. Not with a voice of its own; a chord, a melody. Not with any sense of rhythm or style. There is no story there. Stories are for wounds, for scars, for aching knees and fractured bone. Pain has no memory to recall. Pain has no reason to persist. It only has you. And so it steals your tongue, buries itself in your blood, makes itself so utterly inextricable from your body that it becomes more than a part of you; it is you. And you are in it. It cannibalises itself with your teeth. It sings with your voice, and you scream, and there is a harmony in that, a synchronicity, an unignorable understanding that this is what you have made yourself. All of this is you. And in your terror and your awe, you wonder; does death sound like music to God?"
Okay, this is taking waaaaaayyyy longer than I hoped it would. I've recently started on some new meds and they've lowkey got me fucked up 😭 But, first draft is just about done, and with any luck I'll be able to find the energy to clean it up soon. I've got some crazy plans for this fic now so I'm hyped to actually get the ball rolling 🌟🩸


















