The twisting of her hands becomes a clawing, her knees lock. She opens her mouth--a gasp becmes a vowel that never becomes a word but just a cry, high and wavering.
The sound lingers until she sinks bonelessly back onto the bed, her fingers untangling from the sheets. She reaches down with one hand and runs a faintly trembling hand through Miho's hair.
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Date: 2006-10-05 06:17 am (UTC)The sound lingers until she sinks bonelessly back onto the bed, her fingers untangling from the sheets. She reaches down with one hand and runs a faintly trembling hand through Miho's hair.