Another journal

What I received in the mail from the fantastic Sithel. It was so tremulous, so sharp—smelling still faintly of the wing’s petals—that I was totally overwhelmed and didn’t know what to make to send in return. But! I finally did figure something out, will be mailing it tomorrow. I got pictures of the two together, once she gets her half I’ll post ‘em up.

Of the many strange things we have in this apartment, this one would be the most terrifying if animated. It whispers when it moves.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.