nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
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His eyes are big and stretched apart and his nose is weaker than he wants it and he's got Hepburn lips and calluses and folds over his belly that he's losing, little by little, with every full moon, and to Mary he is flawless in every way she has ever seen him, fat and malnourished and grey and grinning and sad. / Mary after Remus. Rated for nonexplicit sexual content and selfharm.