vezza is a loner |
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Verbosity vibrates, pulses the blood and sharpens the nerves.
My stomach contracts.
My temple throbs.
My fingers itch.
Surrounded by warm whirring, turning, still and silent.
My knuckles expand.
My skin recedes.
My wall is long.
