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in the tower above the earth i see the fire i see the end
Ring.
Ring.
Static.
Ring.
Click.
"Good...uh, morning? Is it morning? Tom Manning, please."
"Sherman. Agent Li--look, how do you think I got this number?"
"Look, I'm calling from Tibet here, I can't exactly keep putting quarters in the phone."
"Elizabeth. Anne. Sherman. ID number 48794. I've worked here for 10 years. What are you, new?"
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once there was something but now there's just a piece of atmosphere
The journey is what's important. The journey is what lasts the longest, lungs screaming streaming eyes from the moment she hits the air. The air is clear and steady and her pulse is jagged like a scraping spill of salt against glass. She climbs with only the barest directions, how in the hell do you tell someone how to find peace of mind? 'Half ( Read more... )