Maelle has been quiet since she got back, creeping around the apartment like a little mouse, looking for somewhere to disappear into. For a while, Sciel just watches her from the floor, where she’s turned their ample floor space into her own person stretching pad. She touches her toes, she ease herself into the splits, she tests how tight her hamstrings are. Very tight, it seems. Too much negative energy.
She watches their little mouse slip into the kitchen, through the very same door Verso had slipped out of, and listens to more cupboards open and close. Open and close. Open and close.
Sciel pushes herself up on her hands, and then to her feet. She feels her knees pop. That is part of getting old, whether you are fit or not. It seems knees are just bad no matter what. She hopes she does not have to have shit knees for all of immortality. It would be better to be sixteen, other than the part filled with all the world’s sorrows and none of the world’s experience to handle it with.
It makes her sad, and there’s been enough of that today.
“Maelle,” she calls. “Have you found anything interesting?”
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Maelle has been quiet since she got back, creeping around the apartment like a little mouse, looking for somewhere to disappear into. For a while, Sciel just watches her from the floor, where she’s turned their ample floor space into her own person stretching pad. She touches her toes, she ease herself into the splits, she tests how tight her hamstrings are. Very tight, it seems. Too much negative energy.
She watches their little mouse slip into the kitchen, through the very same door Verso had slipped out of, and listens to more cupboards open and close. Open and close. Open and close.
Sciel pushes herself up on her hands, and then to her feet. She feels her knees pop. That is part of getting old, whether you are fit or not. It seems knees are just bad no matter what. She hopes she does not have to have shit knees for all of immortality. It would be better to be sixteen, other than the part filled with all the world’s sorrows and none of the world’s experience to handle it with.
It makes her sad, and there’s been enough of that today.
“Maelle,” she calls. “Have you found anything interesting?”