❝ you are woven into my soul and i dare not cut a single thread. ❞ ( hi i love ur writing i am #1 joj fan hi hi hi MWAH )
muscles play at the fringes of his puffy lips . it almost drew a sound out of adam ( a snort really ) . he almost dare not laugh at the expense of something quite true — in a literal sense . alas , quiet restraint was his approach . quiet resolve was his manner . a condition he unquestioned . hands remain mounted against metallic embedded biceps , the gold creating a look of luminescence as the perfect human adjusted his frame against the pillar .
“ we are a union . everyone is . ” that was the expense of life and organic matter . every living thing was one thread among billions . across the cosmic wilderness that were planets and nebular ecosystems of universes . but this comment made him almost stop and really look at her . behind shorthairs of gold , lashes flick up and with white eyes . he stares . and he doesn’t hide it . why should he have to ?
“ i need not your praises . i wouldn’t ever want it ; reverence or astonishment to be with me . ” he could understand admiration , but to be put it bluntly it was - “ obsession . ” adam cuts the statement like it were paper , his teeth clicking together . “ i don’t need it . ”
