- Aug 9, 2016
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Ebby kept running her hand across Ishvi's feathers. They were soft and it reminded her of the time she had caught an injured seagull as a kid. She remembered snapping its neck. Putting it out of its misery. Her eyes flicked up to Ishvi's face, seeing a similar anguish. "But I wasn't. I was going to go murder someone. Not every time was a lie, but enough."
Stepping away from Ishvi, assuming she had touched him too much at that point, Ebby looked out to the ocean for a minute. "People are too forgiving here. And I can kill anyone I want, as long as they tell me I can. It feels empty. At least... I don't know. There's too many things and I don't know what I should be doing."