[Shape-shifting kitsune, or manipulative ghosts... that was not supposed to be real. But none of this was. None of it.]
"Novel" is not what I would call it.
[More rustling, fabric shifting. Slow, because she is busy thinking instead of-]
It is... not comfortable.
[She almost called it painful, but that would be something of a lie. She had felt like she was suffocating at first, to lack four lungs and only rely on two. Having only one heart had made her feel so empty. But it was not "painful", it was just...]
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[Shape-shifting kitsune, or manipulative ghosts... that was not supposed to be real. But none of this was. None of it.]
"Novel" is not what I would call it.
[More rustling, fabric shifting. Slow, because she is busy thinking instead of-]
It is... not comfortable.
[She almost called it painful, but that would be something of a lie. She had felt like she was suffocating at first, to lack four lungs and only rely on two. Having only one heart had made her feel so empty. But it was not "painful", it was just...]
To be this small. And weak.