“Matius, son of Matius, of everything you could want in this city, I am the very worst thing.”
She turned and my hand instinctively lifted to reach for her. But my fingers only encircled air, narrowly missing the edge of her palls. And I was instantly relieved that they did. Because if I had been able to touch her, I wasn’t sure what it would have done to me.
— May 19, 2026 06:54PM
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