Dragon[flies]

Before taking her life, Nel asked if I had pierced ears. I don't know how she didn't know that I do. We spent so many nights with our ears on one anothers hearts. I'll never know why she wanted to know, when the end was so near.
It haunted her play characters that someone could die, without their loved ones knowing what their favourite flower was. It's odd that I never asked - Nel, what is your favourite flower?

It is odd how intimacy is like a range of undersea mountains - you know some parts of a person with so much depth, and other parts with so little.