How to be Wild

The tears flowed freely now, thinking back to the moment she came face to face with his jagged maw, of what that must have been like for him as a child.

She wiped her eyes. "I haven't cried this much in a long time, and it's all because of you, so don't... don't say things like that, don't ever do anything like that again." She lowered her hands again, wanting to hold him but there was so much blood, she wasn't sure where. She settled on his wrist, taking his hand in hers. "Because I love you, too. I don't care what you are."

She paused.

"Is it a full moon thing? Like the stories? Nevermind, I don't care. You can change every damn night and I'll still be here."
 
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