[ Eight. ]

Mar 19, 2008 20:10

i feel you
growing.

there is
no time to
dwell, to
find the purpose
of this. too much
to be done.

as in genesis,
eve must begin.

[ooc: lisa will be receiving this rather raggedy piece of paper today on her front step, once again weighted down by a smooth black stone, cool to the touch. the back of the letter will have, in the corner, this. it's a little hard to tell from my shoddy drawing, but the marker indicated on the map is just to the left of the hospital. others may go there and find nothing. she'll go there and find a hole. a cool wind will blow directly up from within. there won't be steps, but there will be grooves in the stone clearly made for one to climb up or down. ]

classification: ooc, subject: oooh pretty pictures, classification: ic, classification: public, subject: anima fapfapfapfap, subject: hay lisa hay bb, subject: so about those letters, subject: eve

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