tsundead | Candle post

I keep forgetting to put one up

SO HERE ONE IS.

. . .

Have you -- talked to her about it?

What? . . . sort of . . .

[this moment of silence says I have a strong suspicion about what "sort of" means.]

[u_u]

...Mal...

I also—have my brother's heart. In . . . my library?

[bestworst change of subject]

Um.

I am not sure where else they were going to put it . . .

...

....

I take it it can't go back in your brother's chest yet?

[shakes her head]

Dream's your brother, huh?

[goes quiet for a long time]

It's okay if you can't talk about it. Or if you don't want to.

My brother, became Dream . . .

...When his heart was removed?

[doesn't answer]

...So now you have your brother's heart lying around.

That must be weird.

Not . . . that much weirder . . . than anything else?

Emotionally? I mean, you...brought it up.

[heaves out a breath]

It is one thing on top of a great number of other things.

...What else...?

. . .

Nothing else.

—I mean I already told you about the . . . everything else . . .

...Which is sort of like a great number of other things all by itself, huh.

Things are—changing. Growing.

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