Gemini
You came from the caves of the world underneath this one. You told the truth to the king which sickened him, and so you ran until you sank into the ground with each mile. The shards of sun at your heels marking the distance like a notch on a killer's gun to keep his death count. I miss your naked neck cold as a milk bottle on a 3am winter doorstep that my lips almost froze to. Run away from mind-sick kings, sister. Witch strings will tie us together, no matter the distance, no matter the depths you fade into.