It's different every time! It's not like there's some rule for it. I don't—
( Sarissa makes a frustrated sound. This, words, trying to make things make sense to other people, the big, important things is exactly why she is doomed to metaphors and art and stars. Moreso lately than usual, because she is barely holding it together ever since she woke up from dying, and everything in the world has felt like a struggle since then. )
Trying to use words is like snatching bleeding dust out of sunbeams, okay? It's hard. Art just helps and I can't use art to explain how art helps. Or how stars help, or any of it. It's like defining a word by using the word you're defining. Shitty definition, the understanding isn't gonna be there.
( Her hands are outstretched before her, and her manner has shifted - less aggravated, more just hoping to Christ that Ruby will understand, will just get it. )
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( Sarissa makes a frustrated sound. This, words, trying to make things make sense to other people, the big, important things is exactly why she is doomed to metaphors and art and stars. Moreso lately than usual, because she is barely holding it together ever since she woke up from dying, and everything in the world has felt like a struggle since then. )
Trying to use words is like snatching bleeding dust out of sunbeams, okay? It's hard. Art just helps and I can't use art to explain how art helps. Or how stars help, or any of it. It's like defining a word by using the word you're defining. Shitty definition, the understanding isn't gonna be there.
( Her hands are outstretched before her, and her manner has shifted - less aggravated, more just hoping to Christ that Ruby will understand, will just get it. )