his words were cut short by his warriors suddenly dropping to the ground . i believe i found them or at least their remains . often they grabbed at the walls to stable themselves , but it seemed that the walls would shift . he pauses , eyes half closed , thoughtful , before leaning up once more , taking his time , his mouth warm against mine . the edge of the page pressed into your thumbprint as you turned a new chapter . in a car on her way to the store with you . plant the twigs and stand aside ! 