Physique
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Rip the red one out! Look how giant and red and inviting it is...
Its eyes are dead, but it's still terrifying... Run before it wakes up!
No. It's scarier than that. You're pursued by a hunter. Smelling of apricots and sorrow. And the past.
Just punch the damned door. No locks are going to keep you out.
She's not afraid, however. Does that make her not dangerous?
Of course you've killed people. It's somewhere down there, melting in all the drink...
He's not exaggerating about that mortal danger. Just calmly factoring it in. Your fists clench and your pulse rises uncomfortably.
The face of the woman fractures. There will be herd killing. We all become vapour.
Okay, yes. Maybe it is just the hangover talking. Or some kind of joke you're playing on yourself instead of working on the case...
Monday morning. The moment you arrived in this reality. You are the first crack in the sheer face of god. From you it will spread.
Yes. You spoke the words of the παλίντροπος, and the houses of Perikarnassis. Items, people, even WORDS will tumble, all will lose its meaning in the coming years. That is why you marked yourself.