He made it sound so easy. He held it out toward me. But how do you control something that you don't understand? How do you ride something you can't see, or even touch? I realized in that moment that I touched nothing. He moved, and I moved with him, not because I was supposed to, but for the same reason a tree bends in the wind, because it must.
I'd been more tired than I'd known to miss it last night. We'd almost waded through the panicked civilians. But, ma petite, you were always the one they would send. If you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting, not only no, but hell no.
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