Ankyra Sound pond rings

if sobeille cracked open her chest, what would come out of it? would judith see something obscenely biological — or would she see what sobeille felt was there — the black tendrils of rot and hate?

she set upon her heels, digesting judith’s remark. she wasn’t jealous - she knew that jumping wouldn’t give her the same adrenaline boost as —

what a pougie be? sobeille asked suddenly, wondering after this woman. she was so different and yet familiar - what had her childhood been like? her parents?