Erin has grown fond of this trick; her skin ripples like water, and in the wake of it all inhuman signs go still; her hair stops moving and falls where gravity ought to hold it, her ears round out and cease twitching. The tattoos on her arms freeze in place and hold still.
The music has left Erin's voice: "For the longest time this is how you would have seen me, and the gunpowder would be invisible and unsmellable to you as well. A compulsory illusion, not chosen by us and effective even in death. About a year ago from my perspective it shattered and anyone who knows why isn't talking. Now we're finally free to live as ourselves. The transition period is uh...sure happening, though."
Erin tries the peanut sauce on a piece of shrimp and regrets it immediately; the ice cream soon follows.
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Erin has grown fond of this trick; her skin ripples like water, and in the wake of it all inhuman signs go still; her hair stops moving and falls where gravity ought to hold it, her ears round out and cease twitching. The tattoos on her arms freeze in place and hold still.
The music has left Erin's voice: "For the longest time this is how you would have seen me, and the gunpowder would be invisible and unsmellable to you as well. A compulsory illusion, not chosen by us and effective even in death. About a year ago from my perspective it shattered and anyone who knows why isn't talking. Now we're finally free to live as ourselves. The transition period is uh...sure happening, though."
Erin tries the peanut sauce on a piece of shrimp and regrets it immediately; the ice cream soon follows.