Ankyra Sound There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
what's a little sweetheart like you
doing with a bloody nose?
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A change; a lilt in voice to a ferocious roar. Raleska recoiled in horror as Ephraim shifted from distraught to something else entirely. Long gouges in the sand were left in her wake as she scuttled backwards, fur on edge along her spine.

Run, you idiot.

She rose shakily, gathering the breath beneath her lungs so she might run fast -- faster than ever before.. but one last glance, one look to the estranged brother -- and she caught the dark matting of tears streaming down his cheeks.

Tears?

Raleska stopped, ears folding flat to a skull that was lowered in worry. Should she run (yes) should she stay (no) was he okay (no) what the fuck was going on..?  She felt something - some crazy kinetic energy - rippling out from Ephraim like an unseen force. "Why?"
all of which makes me anxious,
at times unbearably so.
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RE: There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon - by Raleska - January 07, 2020, 09:31 PM