Attention

I have a chapter ready to go, but it needs editing. This chapter got a major rewrite, turning most of the external dialogue into internal monologue. Sorry for the delay.

Also, it's hard to be still when you suffer from a cramped asshole.

“Blackbird… Blackbird, must you keep squirming? Do you have fleas? Can you not be still?” Dim allowed his level gaze to fall upon his companion, and he wondered what she was feeling. The grey soot upon her black face gave her a curious, haunted expression, and she lingered like a supplicant spirit awaiting answers.

In response, Blackbird squirmed even more, and began kicking out her left hind leg so that she might give it a shake. “I itch everywhere and I think I need a bath. Also…”

“Yes?” One of Dim’s eyebrows arched in perfect curve that matched the round edge of his smoked glass goggles.

Blackbird’s eyes darted about in some avian way, or perhaps feline, it was difficult to tell for Dim, and then he heard her reply, “My asshole has a cramp from clenching.”

Upon hearing this stunning revelation, Dim snorted, and behind his black lenses, his eyes rolled. It was almost funny, in a terrible way, but there was no way that he would allow himself to show any signs of mirth and he maintained his stoic exteriour, though his lip did curl back into a sneer.

“You should kiss it and make it better,” she suggested, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

This scene has surprising complexity. I spent a bloody long time rewriting this to keep the dialogue quick and snappy, while also engaging.

Comments

[Georg]

The name of the game is Break Dim. Blackbird has a good lead going into the second quarter.