33: Peydran’s POV
Purple
In a raindrop
On a rosebush
In the sky
Purple
Up above
In my eye
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Purple
Did she know
Did she see
Did she care
Purple
Just one touch
And it stained.
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PEYDRAN
I couldn't move. I couldn't move.
I couldn't— don't think about it! Don't think— crashing equipment. Everything falling. My hand—no!
Do. Not. Think. About. It. I am the breath. The breath moves me. I feel my breath. I feel my breath.
I'm laying on something squishy. Like my mom when I was a kid. Mom? Breasts?
Oh, sands, no! My face is in RYST'S cleavage. She just, what? Fell asleep holding me like a baby? Sky above, Jasen and Alen can never hear of this. Sands! That is a parody I do NOT want to see.
I smirked inside. Actually, I needed to keep thinking about Jasen and Alen. Then I wouldn't have to think about— it. Everything went dark.