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[transgressings]

And with age comes a particular level of wisdom, I take it?

Well, now you've piqued my curiosity on what I do taste like.

[snikthatch]

now, or before?

[transgressings]

I suppose both, if there is a distinct difference.

[snikthatch]

it's kind of like

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there's a smell a forest has in the early morning after it's been raining all night
up in the mountains where the trees are dark and ancient and green
when the sun's just coming up and starting to pull the mist out of the leaves, you can smell the richness of the earth and the storm clearing away

it smells vital
like potential
but also like everything that came before, like memory

you remind me of that

[transgressings]

Are you sure you’re smelling me and not the herbs crushed into my hands?

I’ll admit there are facets to you that I can sense now that I would have been incapable of discerning before.

Your heartbeat. How strong it is, like a powerful drum beat. The way the metal mixes with your blood. The way your scent changes whenever you’re aware of my presence.