#do you see how that entire conversation was laudna handing imogen an invitation to dinner that she's been hand-writing for months

[caeslxys]

you're afraid of heights. the person you love most holds your hand at the zenith. she dies for you. she comes back for you. she gives into her hunger the minute you aren't there. she lies to you. she says, "imagine how high you could fly without me". you're afraid of heights