The wind on my face feels amazing as I fly upwards, the moonlight from the cavern kisses me gently the higher I rise.
My thoughts go to my gelatinous lady.
I squeezed her hard enough to break a grown mans wrist.
She knows how to push my buttons.
First Pookie.
Then Sorin.
Now this.
The moment she realized I don't give a shit she changed tactics.
If I had met on her terms, I am sure I would be a pliant mess, mush on the ground.
She would destroy this young body if mine, and force herself into my mind.
She still might.
'What did this Lucci lady do to you my lady'?
'What did you do to her'?
My thoughts linger in the house of today, for I cannot go into the house of the yesterday.
Not even in my dreams.
'Let me go'!
'I don't want you anymore'!
Ava is besides herself with grief.
She wants to stay with Bund and Alma.
