Ankyra Sound gulper shark

the question felt as thought it could mean anything.

a home, a church, a hideaway.

it was everything. it held things that had come long before either of them had been made flesh and she figured that it might be here long after them too. her silence was thoughtful, not avoidant.

the dust lifted like spores into the air. she inhaled finally at last, sucked in that ancient life so it would live in her lungs.

a heart. and the bones, all the bones! and a heart needs blood to pump.