[ — okay, not wholly the truth. Sometimes, but that's only when the emotion bowls him over, with the force of a gale or a hail storm of ice. There are a few... shameful things, and many of them were entertained in the weeks they were lost in the snow. Some were done. Some even, he would like to happen again. ]
[ — In this moment, he's not sorry. It was good to hold her and touch her. Now, it's a step forward to more. ]
[ — but not without Suffering first. Matthias sighs as he knows where his eyes go, to the skirt, ankle (that she had once, not artfully, stumbled, and invited him to look). Then, he follows. ]
no subject
[ — okay, not wholly the truth. Sometimes, but that's only when the emotion bowls him over, with the force of a gale or a hail storm of ice. There are a few... shameful things, and many of them were entertained in the weeks they were lost in the snow. Some were done. Some even, he would like to happen again. ]
[ — In this moment, he's not sorry. It was good to hold her and touch her. Now, it's a step forward to more. ]
[ — but not without Suffering first. Matthias sighs as he knows where his eyes go, to the skirt, ankle (that she had once, not artfully, stumbled, and invited him to look). Then, he follows. ]