Aurora

“Minthe.
Her name is a weighted feeling in my chest.
I’ve been jealous before.
Not like this.
There is venom behind it.
I wonder how long they’ve known each other. How did they meet?
Do they go on dates?
Does she own a hair comb identical to the one he gave me?
I want to know, even though each answer would come with a sting.
I could tell him the truth.
Get her trouble.
Maybe she would even get fired.
…Would they break up?
I don’t like feeling this way.”
― Rachel Smythe

“Sara. Sara, Sara,” He breathes, kissing my eyelids, my cheeks, my lips, my chin. “I confess your earlier apologies moved me, but they are unnecessary all the same. You needn’t ask for my forgiveness-you already have it and more, if you’ll but take what I offer.”
― Laura Thalassa, Pestilence

“Love, affection, compassion- these are are the few redeeming qualities your kind has,” he says, “and now I’m being tempted, and it is breaking me in two.”
― Laura Thalassa, Pestilence

“And you’re clearly very powerful. You made a forest in a place where NOTHING is meant to live.”
― Rachel Smythe