𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝘆

---〘⇯〙---

love is a battle, and it tastes of blood.

it isn't love like the one they read about in books, the mouth on mouth love. its the raging desperation in their lungs. its the willingness to do anything to protect them.

its being willing to raze the earth and sky, the scorch the ground so that nothing grows again. to pax, its the price they'd pay. to keep them safe.

it only took the Egg to help them realize that.

puffy pulled them out of the room, asking if they were okay. they only nodded.

the Egg said that they shouldn't say that they felt better than ever, that their head was clearer, that the seeping cold that had ached in their bones since they left the crater.

oh, the crater. they hadn't thought much of it, but the sight was vivid in their mind. so wonderfully desolate, so alien, otherworldly. it gleamed and danced in their mind. 

pax set their jaw, and said to puffy with a perfect, almost practiced waver "i think i'm ok. that was really scary."

puffy engulfed them in a hug, whispering reassurances into the crown of their head.

puffy makes the list. of people pax decided they loved.