Madeline Dyer - These Bodies Aint Broken - 2025 [EN]

With each thud, despair seeps deeper into your bones. You pull your hand back, your breath catching in your throat. Just like that weird moment in the foyer. And they stayed like that for a week. Only that its near-black eyes probe yours with something like familiarity. The stiffening of your knees with every shadow-shift in your periphery.