Mujer que comparte un cuerpo con otra presencia invisible

Mel sighed through her lips. Arian was uncertain if it was a tired, an exasperated or an angry sigh. Despite sharing one body, they did not share one body language. “It's only fair. They would want it. They do want it. That is why they come, that is why they allow us to...wield them.” “Want it for what?” “A weapon.” Mel said bluntly. Arian was quiet. There were many things she did not understand. She did not fully understand who, or what, Mel was. She did not fully understand their quest, despite Mel's attempts to explain it. She did trust in her, explicitly, but she also felt there were areas she could not venture. Things she could not ask. Normally, the two inhabiting the same space was casual and comforting. She hated the thought of being alone, of being left alone. Sharing everything in a wordless manner was often enough. Sometimes she was even uncertain if the smile on her face was hers or Mel's, the laughter on her lips coalescing with hers. They were one, sometimes. But sometimes, they were not.

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