Ember crawls in the shelf of the small end table, pushing all the board books out, situating herself so it just fits her, and smiles. Her brother tries to push his way in, too, but there is only space for her.
The fire had burnt down to embers, which seemed to glow reflecting in the eyes that reached out into the night and probe the other creatures at the edge of the forest.
Chanpheng
the strangest little things hurt like embers rising in my throat from my ribcage. you weren’t supposed to set fire to the thing i gave you freely.
Ember crawls in the shelf of the small end table, pushing all the board books out, situating herself so it just fits her, and smiles. Her brother tries to push his way in, too, but there is only space for her.
The fire had burnt down to embers, which seemed to glow reflecting in the eyes that reached out into the night and probe the other creatures at the edge of the forest.
the strangest little things hurt like embers rising in my throat from my ribcage. you weren’t supposed to set fire to the thing i gave you freely.