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she doesn't move.
doesn't speak.
but I stay.
I sit beside her in the silver nothing.
inside the safe light where monsters can't reach.
except… Iama monster.
even here.
even with normal face and normal hands.
still a monster inside.
maybe that's why she won't look at me.
reach out.
almost touch her shoulder.
stop.
what right do I have?
what comfort can a monster give?
but…
but she's alone.
and I know alone.
know it like I know hunger.
like I know pain.
like I know the weight of chains.
so I stay.
don't touch. don't speak.
just exist in same space.
keeping her safe.
keeping her warm.
the flowers glow softly around her.
like tiny moons.
outside, body fights.
feel it happening.
