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I could walk away I could leave her, on this starry night, and walk away I could choose not to for for it I hts, the blows, the wit I miss her, even when my every perfect, lifeless, and calculated plan deain, in the interest of not hurting her further But I am human I am selfish

And I let hther lazily-circling hand fro to kill me before I attain my final for a soft-looking sweater and jean shorts "What’s your final for enified sniff "Of a sh "And ill you do when you’ve regained your kingdom, your majesty?"

"Oh, you know; improve schools, build better roads, form a harem of beautiful European boys, the usual"

I raise an eyebrow "Really? I thought your type was more swarthy, more Eastern"

"It was, until I learned it doesn’t actually matter what people look like on the outside, duh Don’t you watch Dora the Explorer? Shit is straight infor people as equals And like…backpacks"

I smirk, and she hides her twisted smile in the crook of her ar behind a studly centaur’s ru," she frowns "Hiding is for babies And ninjas"

We graze our hands through the water, our ripples the only thing touching Our fingers distort to albino snakes under the water, speckled by stars and o somewhere with me?" She asks

I look up "Where?"

"Soo Let’s go to the moon"

I look up at the silver disc "It’ll be cold"

"We’ll bring jackets"

There’s another quiet Isis huffs

"Where’d you get that thing on your eyebrow?"

"I ran into a doorfraee’s house?"

"Saod who cares," she throws up her hands "The point is, that scratch looks nasty"