OIA'I'O
and i asked myself about the present:
You’ve crudely drawn Kai reaching out, adding a speech bubble that says, oh! followed by a flurry of notes. But mere observation isn’t enough here. Nodding distantly in regards to seeing either Ludo or Safrin—neither of which seem appropriately well suited for this task—you narrow your eyes at Kai’s arm. Is (are?) the sticks trying to eat the mushrooms, or is it a form of greeting? “Are you under attack?” You ask casually, quill posed above the page ready to write down your twin’s account of his potential pre-death moments. “Can you describe any sensations you’re experiencing?” And then, because Kai is trying to train you, you add: ”..please.”
how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep
