april twenty-fifth? | night? | underside

[nonpussed]

[and somewhere, on sitting on the edge of a tall building and looking down at the tiny streets of the underside.]

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[unimpussed]

[the sound of shifting amongst pillows amongst pillows amongst pillows, and the fluttering of petals.]

[nonpussed]

[... brushing his hair back, looking up.]

[unimpussed]

[shhhh

shhhhhh

so

weak

the movement stops.]

[nonpussed]

[... tilting his head to the side, as if seeing something there, lips pursed. is silent, though his ears flatten.]