#111935 - uh, she squeezes her eyes shut, as the word slip out for lack of an actual name, Jooohn. I swipe it with my thumb wiping it against her lips, then another drop tumbles free and I let it go, my eyes following its path down her cheek and chin. it is what a human soul would feel like if it were a piece of gold that got flaked, heated to a red-hot lava, then gathered around a piece of metal to gild it.
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