"Do you know what I mean when I say there’s a feeling someone gets in their eyes? You can look at the woman you love and see when she’s drawn the blinds, decided to pretend nobody’s home? And suddenly you’re sure that no matter what you say, she’ll never hear it because she turned the TV on full blast even though you were mid-sentence?"
"How many labors until I can untangle these invisible threads of pain I cling to? I wish I wasn’t tied to them. I wish I could rid myself of this ordeal, find the road back, seize an elixir, be cast among the stars, no longer a burden but a shimmering glow above."
"A follow-up to Hellfire Girl’s last text never came. It was a relatively quiet night crime-wise. And there was only so much static and police code one person could listen to in a single evening. So Doom Boy fired up the Doom Mobile and began heading toward home."
"Her son-shaped thing never answers. It looks back at her with pits instead of eyes, black and bottomless. She digs deeper and deeper into them - clawing, searching - and she knows that one day she won’t be able to re-emerge."
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