It’s one of those precious things,
one of those things so important and full of magic that you’re afraid to speak it.
The words are struggling behind your teeth and your blood is hot beneath your skin. But you want - you need - to keep it a secret. You fear that if you let those words escape that somehow you will break it. It will stop being magic. It will disappear and leave you hollow.
I’m struggling with the fear that I’ve said too much already.
I need this more then anything.