(drūmnòdh.)

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     ❝ You know, my brother used
     to nail my sister’s braids to
     her bed when she was sleeping.
     I—— she used to braid her hair a
     bit like yours when she was younger. 

        Genuine perplexity paints itself across features thus, for even if she were capable of understanding all that had spilled forth from his lips, ’twould be all the more confusing. Silence finds itself coddled in the air betwixt these two, as this warrior directs a weary (and equally befuddled) steel-wrought gaze to stranger who so spoke to her. Though disconcerted by this random outburst, smouldering interest had been stoked within her breast, and lips part in imminent query, notwithstanding that no sound sees fit to bridge the gap ’twixt tongue and teeth. Brows elevate whilst lashes flicker o’er liquid hues; and she maintains a stillness of poise.

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