“Silence settled, and I was struck by the senseless idea that we and everything around us were made of glass. I was afraid to breathe, afraid to move, afraid something might break.”
“You want me to stay?” I asked. I didn’t want to leave him.
“Something changed irrevocably, in those few
dark minutes James was submerged, as if the lack of oxygen had caused all our molecules to rearrange.”
— Aug 16, 2025 03:42PM
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