Ouroboros Spine let me hear you sing

she swallowed hard at his words. galana wanted to tell him. she wanted to tell him that he was right: it was so lonely. the girl felt his eyes on her, but it didn't feel ordinary or plain. she felt she had never been more seen.

when he continued and told her that they were right there, that she could reach out and touch them and they'd be there she lowered her gaze back to his face. a loaded pause settled between them, her ears flattening to her skull.

❝they just seem so far, ya know?❞ an exaggerated sigh followed as she tried to send the heaviness that pressed on her out with just one breath.

❝it's almost easier to talk to you- well, i mean so far. chickadee too. strangers, not- well you know. i haven't done as much talking as i think i should be with them.❞ galana said in a nonchalant and whiny tone altogether, shifting to roll onto her side and gaze upward once more.