DOROTHY SCOFFED . " no one thought ' the good witch ' was a threat , either . if only you saw what happened when she was trusted so blindly , " she grit , molars clicking against one another as she fought the urge to grind porcelain teeth to powder . " they're sneaky things â witches . conniving and silver tongued , , , i wish i had enough houses to drop upon them all . " dorothy's unoccupied hand came to burrow into her hair , nails scraping her scalp , twisting mousey brown around her ring finger and tugging until she felt a sting . upon his visual inspection , she bowed her head and frowned at her drink , adverting her eyes , feeling the lower lash line of her right eye twitch .
" sane , " dorothy grumbled , pushing her other finger deeper into the fruit juice and liquor that swirled into a whirlpool with her pointer's commanding strides . an impending yawn bloomed in her throat once more , painted cheeks puffing as she swallowed it back down .
dorothy couldn't sleep . not now . not when witch blood had been spilt . what if it seeped into her dreams ?? further poisoned the once crystalline streams than ran through oz ?? filled her lungs like fluid ??
what if , what if , what if â
" i don't know what you mean , , , that performance tired me out , is all , " dorothy offered as a pitiful excuse , retracting her hand from her hair to sit up straighter , adjusting the glittery strap that had slid from her shoulder ( rhinestones catching the glow of the lowlight , glittering ignorantly as their shine persisted despite the shadow that hung low over fabletown ) . with a frustrated glance towards the floor that lay beyond the alcove in which they had retreated to , dorothy wrinkled her nose ; " i didn't know you wondered about me so much . " a look to him , head tilting ;
" which do you prefer i be ailed with ?? "