we pluck in silence for a while longer . he pulls harder , twisting my arm . where did he go from here ? can not see a persons breath escaping on the air like a moth or their skin like thousands of tiny particles , each with its own special brand of energy and life . she immediately walked into the hall , happy to see a familiar face . he grabbed a fry off my plate , shooting me a grateful smile . i mean seriously , this thing weighs a ton . 