random
a story part that popped into my mind at karaoke. yes, i evedently do do karaoke, or atleast, sit in the bar with it going on cringing from the mutalations of the songs.
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She could already smell him on her hands, although they had not touched, and as she made her way to the lair, she could tase him on her tongue. She marveled in her memories, although she would not be with him for a long, long time. The tears that slipped free went unchecked as she made her way to her rooms.
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i know, not good, not bad, and no, i have no idea what i would work this into for any kind of story. if you want to use it in any way, feel free. not that any of you would write this kind of stuff. yay for muses striking at really odd times!
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She could already smell him on her hands, although they had not touched, and as she made her way to the lair, she could tase him on her tongue. She marveled in her memories, although she would not be with him for a long, long time. The tears that slipped free went unchecked as she made her way to her rooms.
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i know, not good, not bad, and no, i have no idea what i would work this into for any kind of story. if you want to use it in any way, feel free. not that any of you would write this kind of stuff. yay for muses striking at really odd times!