It took them a long time to register that. A longer time to acknowledge that there's always been a splinter of glass and bone wedged firmly in the curve of their ribs, prying them apart with every exhalation, with every breath of air, with every smile, with every unearned laugh. Pulling it from where it's hilted itself in their SOUL is the hard part.
But not nearly as hard as acknowledging that it was ever there at all.
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It took them a long time to register that. A longer time to acknowledge that there's always been a splinter of glass and bone wedged firmly in the curve of their ribs, prying them apart with every exhalation, with every breath of air, with every smile, with every unearned laugh. Pulling it from where it's hilted itself in their SOUL is the hard part.
But not nearly as hard as acknowledging that it was ever there at all.
"Bye," says Frisk.
They suppose they mean that too.