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[one_of_heaven]

Blood and bones and sticks and stones ~

- and perhaps they come for the blood of soiled lands, or the blood on your hands, or the blood yet unspilled -

...and perhaps the dead walk because they want something.

What do you owe them, Citizens, O Citizens ~ what do you owe your dead?

As for recent word of a killing angel... the thing may

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[elainebelloc]

Not one of yours?

[one_of_heaven]

If I've no knowledge of identity, what do you ask me to confirm?

[elainebelloc]

Mm. Nothing, then, if you do not know who it is.

[one_of_heaven]

I had thought as much to be transparent.

Dearest Elaine, ever sus~pi~cious.

[elainebelloc]

Couldn't help it.

What do you owe yours?