Wow, you really are on a roll! xD
Rage. I love it. <3
Can I just say - how do you come up with all your titles? They're all so brilliant; each and every one of 'em! :O
Sanam is pathetically easy to break.
She is made of bones that are brittle and do not bend, that break and shatter underneath pressure or tension or weight. There are soft muscles and tissue that can be torn, that cushion veins which are easily punctured and drained. She is covered in skin that is stretched thin, that rips and shreds like muslin to scissors. Her body is a vessel easily overtaken, easily broken, and it heals slowly and tentatively and sometimes not at all.
There is strength of will in her, that can't be quantified or measured, but it is wasted in a surrounding weakness it cannot exist without.
There will be bruises forming under her eyes, deep crescents the colour of the midnight sky, and they will fade slowly achingly so, only to come back the next day. There are small ragged cuts pressing incessantly on her frail wrist- courtesy of a wayward potato peeler - a twitch away from puncturing absurdly fragile layers of skin, and the press of the blade can feel the movement of her veins, the solidity of the bones holding her together.
For all her frailty, Sanam is surprisingly strong.
^This whole entire thing really stood out to me. Your descriptions are perfection, your grammar is impeccable, your concepts/ideas are amazing, and your writing is just unbelievable.
Your language and vocabulary are just WOW. You seriously render me speechless with each new piece you write. :O
I absolutely, 100%, completely adore this like i n s a n e.
Please write more.
-Fari.