OPEN | prompt three | PAIN

[wrens]

prompt three | P A I N dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all.

 

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[scrape]

[ He cannot see the way she preens in seeing his smile stretch, but it's there, warming her voice. ]

Need I fetch the dictionary again and force you to sit while I read from it? Honest is what I said.

[invariable]

[He exhales, slight shift in his position.]

Indeed, it is. [A beat. In the same spirit, both fond of her and amused with the idea:] Though I can't say I'd mind hearing you read from a dictionary.

[scrape]

[ Oiseau exhales a laugh. Airy, like the twittering of a bird. When they'd first met she was a quiet, closed off thing, but theirs is a partnership of trust and she has learned that in order to make up for his lack of sight, she must use sound so that he may see her. ]

You would have me reading the back off crisp packets to pass the time, if I let you. No, far too dull for the likes of a showman.