( ...the girl, reduced to rags and the follies of her tarnished aesthetics. There is an incompatibility between her indignation and the look of her, spoiled, that greatly beckons to mind a small, perturbed animal.
A cat, perhaps, howling. Her teeth are also small and sharp, and —
The flinched arc of his hand, snapped back, is like wire snagging. A step back, then another. For good measure, until he risks nearly stumbling into another vigorously pacing traveller — one more. )
We are.
( No protest brokered, not with the owlish glares of so many guardsmen pinned on his back, the heat of their anger overspilling. The barracks, some manner of linen. A blanket. Enough mercy for Clara to negotiate sleep. )
no subject
( ...the girl, reduced to rags and the follies of her tarnished aesthetics. There is an incompatibility between her indignation and the look of her, spoiled, that greatly beckons to mind a small, perturbed animal.
A cat, perhaps, howling. Her teeth are also small and sharp, and —
The flinched arc of his hand, snapped back, is like wire snagging. A step back, then another. For good measure, until he risks nearly stumbling into another vigorously pacing traveller — one more. )
We are.
( No protest brokered, not with the owlish glares of so many guardsmen pinned on his back, the heat of their anger overspilling. The barracks, some manner of linen. A blanket. Enough mercy for Clara to negotiate sleep. )
Come.