kal’tsit ， too ， &． everyone in rhodes island ． ’ then carved smile ‘pon damask lips ， she fixated her attention unto their hands for the longest of time ． ‘ so don’t worry ． ’
welcoming gesture of hands ; she gave him reassuring caresses with her thumb ， ever so tender ， like dews in daybreak ． ‘ when that time arrives ， doctor ， you’ll still have amiya with you ... ↷
before ， doctor .ᐣ ’ leave ， in the sense of eternal disappearance ; where name ceased to be spoken ， legacy left to be forgotten ．
rosé optics fixated unto his hands &． ‘pon seeing them ， the former crown — wearer sang a chortle ． of cold palms &． paleness ， cadaver — like ， a reminder of one’s quietus ． ‘ have i ever left you ↷
fruitless death ， but soil for seeds to grow ． a reason ， a purpose ， to herald forthcoming peace ． ‘ ... doctor ， ’
‘ should i leave .ᐣ ’ death of oneself was own choice ， despite schemed by those whose names held close to heart ; a lie it’d be if such didn’t sadden her ， but it was nothing of ↷
／ srry if i butchered the portrayal 😔 I'm trying my best ✌🏻
been so long ， doctor ... it’s not wise to keep holding onto the past ． ’
‘neath gentleness laid sorrow &． her pause occupied the absence of sound ， of stillness ． forming response within mind ; thread by thread ， syllable by syllable &． eventually ， a queen’s mercy ． ‘ it’s ↷
you wither like so .ᐣ ’