"I once thought contact was a cage. Friends, family, lovers. Ever since the Broken Girl." She tilts her head. "But it's starting to change. The holes are still there, but some of them seem to be missing... or else misplaced. Can you misplace a hole? I never thought you could, but they seem to be. I don't want to be caged, but it seems I've walked into one all the same, but it was pretty and inviting on the outside, but I fear what it'll look like when I finally open my eyes to see the inside."
She remembers how ugly the cage was when the Broken Girl had left.
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Moon takes a deep breath and laughs.
"I once thought contact was a cage. Friends, family, lovers. Ever since the Broken Girl." She tilts her head. "But it's starting to change. The holes are still there, but some of them seem to be missing... or else misplaced. Can you misplace a hole? I never thought you could, but they seem to be. I don't want to be caged, but it seems I've walked into one all the same, but it was pretty and inviting on the outside, but I fear what it'll look like when I finally open my eyes to see the inside."
She remembers how ugly the cage was when the Broken Girl had left.