[the scents and emotions of another person are hard to place. they're familiar to anna in the way a song from her childhood or a summertime friend are. memories of memories. shadows on the cave wall of her mind. but in the beginning here, she starts realizing that she doesn't need memories. this is happening to her, right now, and she can live in the present for the first time in too long.]
[things don't truly get complicated inside her head and heart until she feels satoko actually hug her back. she breathes out slowly but so shakily, like she's barely clinging to whatever passes for composure. what breaks her is the care in satoko's words. it feels sincere. it might be. it doesn't matter the truth when lies would affect her the same way.]
[she chokes a sob out against satoko's chest. free, open. afraid and lonely and in love and pain both at once. she is breaking herself open and doesn't know what will come out, but knows once it starts that her chains have held her in this position for too long.]
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[things don't truly get complicated inside her head and heart until she feels satoko actually hug her back. she breathes out slowly but so shakily, like she's barely clinging to whatever passes for composure. what breaks her is the care in satoko's words. it feels sincere. it might be. it doesn't matter the truth when lies would affect her the same way.]
[she chokes a sob out against satoko's chest. free, open. afraid and lonely and in love and pain both at once. she is breaking herself open and doesn't know what will come out, but knows once it starts that her chains have held her in this position for too long.]