The Consumer Of Stories’s Reviews > Arcana Academy > Status Update

I want it. I want that comfort. To be held. Loved. I want to weep into a warm chest until dawn rises. Sob until I vomit, as if I could physically expel this grief. Yet there's also nothing left to expel. There's a hole in my gut that's all-consuming. That threatens to suck in the rest of me until I blink out of existence.