Coal Spines

exordium.

What a powerful word. I could use so many, I suppose - prologue, beginning, the aria to our celestial opera. I could give you metaphors, comparisons, pull the stars down from their nest in sky and recite poetry, or give you picture because a picture says one thousand words, and I don't have the patience to tell that many.

Still, exordium. Could an eruption be calm, silent? Because that's exactly how I felt when you approached me, when you spoke to me. Our exordium, our beginning. You shattered me but at the same time you kept the pieces together.

"It's nice to meet you, Belle," you said, "I'm Rhett." And that's how it began.

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I'm immensely enjoying these drabbles ahah.

Belle has a strange way of thinking
I believe it's safe to guess that she's a bit obsessed too.

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