she makes a face to no one's benefit but her own as she tries to think how to even begin to describe her experience. it feels like a faraway memory, but parts of it still ring clear. she remembers the rich blue of the eye behind it, remembers the even intonation of his voice, and and and— )
Yeah. I don't know. It doesn't make sense.
( she leans her face downward, presses her cheek against hunter's head. )
But I remember it. Remember it taunting me while I was behind bars. Or a cage?
( that's what matters. )
The chuckle.
( absently added. it's what sticks out. the eerie way that he laughed, delighting in suffering. )
Can you imagine that? Someone jailing this gorgeous ol' bird?
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( don't ask her complicated things, hunter.
she makes a face to no one's benefit but her own as she tries to think how to even begin to describe her experience. it feels like a faraway memory, but parts of it still ring clear. she remembers the rich blue of the eye behind it, remembers the even intonation of his voice, and and and— )
Yeah. I don't know. It doesn't make sense.
( she leans her face downward, presses her cheek against hunter's head. )
But I remember it. Remember it taunting me while I was behind bars. Or a cage?
( that's what matters. )
The chuckle.
( absently added. it's what sticks out. the eerie way that he laughed, delighting in suffering. )
Can you imagine that? Someone jailing this gorgeous ol' bird?