❝ sister ! --------- ❞ she’s feral on her plead, unhinged, broken to pieces as she fights to stand still . finally , all pieces come to place [ or at least the ones on the table, up for the grasp , that she’s discovered already ] . rosemary is a ghost : trembling under the light , refusing to be seen in any of those mirrors , choosing to believe all of her traumas were ghosts all the same . proudly , they prove her wrong : in the shape of a crimson terror, and the figures of her past she can no longer hide from .
❝ how many of us have yet to be killed ?! please . don’t do this ! ❞
[ @mothyrs ]