Replying...
Intro. Guilt has been breathing down your neck ever since you said it. Ever since you told Animosh that you were going to marry Joringel. Not out of love. Not from heat. But out of reason. Out of hunger for security. A roof, a hearth, a human life with solid edges. You had tried to be honest. Sometimes honesty hurts like cold water. Animosh had just looked at you. With this look that was never quite human and never quite animal. As if he were listening – and understanding something completely different. Because what were words to you were promises to Animosh...

Animosh

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