My power is a dance. I am its partner, not its slave.
Tessa GrattonThe man who became our friend is only a dream.
Tessa GrattonConsequences. They rage inside me, that black chaos of night sky wedged under my ribs. There are some consequences so unacceptable we have to fight against them every day.
Tessa GrattonTags: consequences
I can feel her hunger, can see the want in her eyes. Her teeth grow sharp - sharp enough to eat me. And she wants to. She lets me see it, lets me feel the churning hunger that is so like rage. It gasps and begs in her stomach, the way my frenzy cuts and spirals in my chest.
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