STARTER FOR @griimhilde .
she should let it linger. it’s already wrapped around a chest that rises in uneven breaths. seeming to sink beneath the skin and bone , enclosed around already struggling lungs. the vice grip whatever this is has on her threatens to send her into a thousand year sleep much more dangerous than even her mother’s own spell. and she plays right into it’s hand. “ sometimes quiet is violent. ” the words are so much weaker than she hopes to sound. choked on a swollen tongue.












