Hoshor Plains unreal unearth

he was curious now, and she could not fault him. she had opened the box and he, like a child to a cookie jar, could not resist reaching in. such inquiries would have been previously met with a snide comment and the turn of a tail.

but there was a reminder swirling in the boiling pot of her mind that she should peel away the tape and reveal the fractured truth of her heart.

"my family were not a kind people, and our neighbors were even worse."

a glance then to see if he would react with pity as many others had. if he would look to her as if she were a porcelain doll now fractured.

"there were many nights i went to sleep unsure if i would wake up." the beasts in the night were both friend and foe.