she was Betrayer:
maker of worlds endings checkpoints
bedtime stories with mortal morals: spiders drown in rainspouts & the wolves in your
world are hungry & their hunger is for your young flesh & if you sing the right singsong
incantation, honey if you chant the right jumprope rhyme on the playground five times you
get one wish
he stumblechanted her unfamiliar name
he stumblechanted her unfamiliar name
he stumblechanted her unfamiliar name
he stumblechanted her unfamiliar name
he stumblechanted her unfamiliar name &
she was ∎