Instantly, pain slices through your fingers— but when you look there’s no sign of blood. Instead, you can hear Eve’s voice, faintly:
“…there’s no point. Wanting’s for people.”
…something appears to be happening with the drawing it had been resting on, however. A single pencil stroke appears; then another. And another. Soon, enough lines have been redrawn to fill the empty space with Eve in her beast form, curled around and supporting Korone and Donnie’s backs.
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Instantly, pain slices through your fingers— but when you look there’s no sign of blood. Instead, you can hear Eve’s voice, faintly:
“…there’s no point. Wanting’s for people.”
…something appears to be happening with the drawing it had been resting on, however. A single pencil stroke appears; then another. And another. Soon, enough lines have been redrawn to fill the empty space with Eve in her beast form, curled around and supporting Korone and Donnie’s backs.