Notes
A line of red string connects them, winds around them, keeps them close, keeps their souls fused. They touch, touch bodies that have been ravaged and used by darkness. Grounding each other, assuring they are themselves, assured that they are here. She wants him now, sarcastic and frenetic, and he wants her with her stubbornness and sharp tongue. They close the gap, and hold on tight.
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