Note: Current chapters are standalone pieces set in this universe.
This is my favorite unhappy ship. The drabble didn’t want to come out and because of the length, I couldn’t quite do what I wanted with it, but I’m happy with it as an exercise. Originally posted to tumblr
drabble: crawl back to
by museFirst time I saw her, both of us twelve, I’d never seen such untamed eyes. Other kids said she wouldn’t survive the winter, but I approached anyway.
“You can’t have my bunk,” she wheezed when I told her my name.
She’d steal from me in our twenties — the ring my parents left me. I let her keep it. She’d sleep with me, feelings ending at skin. Every time should’ve been the last, yet I always crawled back.
Now, decades later, her eyes are still cold, but she’s never turned them toward anyone else.