thunder runs deep fear by its sound
alone; mimicking a faithful night of
two gunshots aimed at a fawn’s head.
he was to become a trophy hunt, with
glass eyes and calm expression,
mounted above a fireplace. it is by the
nature of fear that he seeks the comfort
of another.“Okay.. but you have to tell me
what dare means first.”
it’s a somewhat relieving feeling – it causes pride to
bloom upon both cheeks, scarlet red declaring it’s presence
upon both cheeks, she likes telling other people what to
do, what to say – what to think. but she’s not very
knowledgable about the human culture, so she takes
more pride in bragging about such knowledge.
❝ it’s part of a fun game. basically
i tell you to do something & you
have to do it & then i do the same.❞