Animula and the Thought You Leave Behind
idk how old or what inspired this but i liked it enough to share for a moment
by Eyun
“Do you hate me?” She asked him that underneath golden sunrays streaming through windows and leaves. Shadows against light and blended all the same. The distinction between night and day. He looked at her, watching her expression. The corners of her mouth stayed flat and neutral; the muscles on her cheeks did not flinch, yet just slightly on her eyes, she tensed them. A worn-down straining. It could not...