I Made This Post So Pretty In Honour Of Edith - Tumblr Posts

fucked around and wrote a bit of chapter two of the second Unreality book (aka, the second book to cryptid falls) and here’s some silly excerpts from edith’s POV

{alt text; Asha gives me no natural lipstick colours. She holds up seven, a variety of purples and reds, and stare at me like I’m a painting that needs just one more. She rubs her lips together and says, “I think we’ll go with red.”}

{alt text; She fiddles with my jacket. “Where’d you get this again? It’s very nice. Very well loved.”

I look down at it. It’s in rough shape and smells like cigarettes. It’s soft and worn down enough so I don’t even feel I have it on at this point. The leather is comforting to run my hand over and the texture is something I’ve painted a million times. There’s a tag that stabs into my side and it reads ‘Nadia Kingston’.}

{alt text; I look to the clock on Asha’s bedside table. 3:04 AM. We’ve only been out of class for three hours. I’m not tired yet and neither is Asha. I decide to get ready and my mum to tell her I’ll be staying out again.}