Oct 31, 2025
Coming home in the gray pre-dawn twilight, covered in dirt and blood that isn't mine, with knuckles raw and skin stinging from scratches and bites I don't even remember getting. Taking off my clothes, which I'll probably have to burn; standing in the shower until the water ran clear. And then, slipping into the bedroom, straightening the blanket where you've kicked it off, and just watching the steady rise and fall of your breath, guarding your sleep.
