
by Palomino
Grey, Leer is indifferent to the world. The only color within her is the monomania in her chest. A pendant she carries, that sometimes cuts her, bringing a drop of red into her world. Then Dane Falken appears. Reckless, warm. The sun that rose in her grey world. But staring at the sun for too long burns your eyes. He does not ask permission to exist near her — and that, for Leer, is almost unbearable. Her flesh has been opened so many times, in search of what she does not yet know she possesses. Inside her, something begins to stir. Something that answers to another name.
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