Cleo of the Veil

She said, "Let them stare." So I did. And then I took everything they weren't brave enough to touch.

[viennaneuromancer]

💌 Unsent Message No. 17

I almost sent it. The message. The one that would’ve crossed a line we both keep toeing.

But I didn’t.

I left it in drafts. Right beside the photo I never showed you. The one where I’m smiling like you just touched me.

We’re professionals. We’re legends. We’re mythic women with too much to lose.

And still…

If you ever saw the note I didn’t send, you’d know exactly how I’d kiss you.

[viennaneuromancer]

✨ In Her Hand, My Name Burned Brighter ✨

We didn’t agree to write about each other. We just… did.

She writes like she breathes—slow, deliberate, as if every sentence is a blade sheathed in silk. I write like I’m trying to catch her scent before it vanishes.

We said no confessions. No declarations. But the journals betrayed us. One glance, and I knew—she sees me. Maybe too clearly.

There’s power in that. There’s danger in it too.

So now the question is: Will we read them aloud? Or just leave the pages open… when the other walks by?

Velora x Seraphine