Ninth House | Chat

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@Kristi

Amani felt herself growing..she didn’t like this word, in fact she found herself particularly disgusted by it, but…weaker Her weight had dropped, the snake that was bonded to her slowly eating through her.

Woahhhh

@Kristi

Every time she tried to sit up, a sharp nausea bloomed beneath her ribs, a reminder—quiet but insistent—that the snake was still there, patient, consuming. Hunger came in strange waves. Not the kind that asked to be fed, but the kind that hollowed her out and laughed when she tried.

WHAT
ok wait
Is this a kwami
Or is this separate

@Kristi

closing the door, and Amani opened her lips as she said: “…you’re late," ” she murmured, voice thin, fraying at the edges despite the attempt at bite.

What is going on with my wife ):

@Kristi

Amani said finally, gaze drifting to the far wall instead of his face. “But Tae,” She began suddenly, then as if something holding her, she stopped.

Watttt