The air feels brittle (idea)

Love, liquor, licorice	Secretly, as certain dark things are loved	A Thousand Leaves	Breakable
Not Too Near	One particular Angel of Turquoise	Wednesday night, Henderson	I am the one hiding under your bed; teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
BS Chrono Trigger Character Library	Those are giants; and if thou art afraid, away with thee out of this and betake thyself to prayer while I engage them in fierce and unequal combat	Chrono Trigger Walkthrough	Watching Alex from the Third Floor on a Gray Day
poison	MySQL	Dirt and Ashes	The fundamental difference
A hollow feeling	Hopes are sharp objects	Officialty	card game
breathing	Breath	nostalgia	sense