As the flesh fell away from her face, revealing an almost featureless chitin surface with clusters of teeth where eyes should be, I felt safe for the first time in a long time. Safe enough to let my own fleshmask fall, remove the layers upon layers of binding and padding and false skin - as did she - until we were both in our fullest, truest glory.
Standing amongst our well-worn disguises I felt lighter than air, lighter than light itself.
I felt like we were floating together in a pool of our outside skins.
I felt her chitin give way beneath my mandibles, felt her blood ooze down my throat and thorax.
I felt whole.
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