♦ THIRD

Oct 15, 2009 11:15

[oddly enough, this entry is recorded instead of written. It seems to be accidental, as it's said in a low, distracted murmur.]

Utter frivolity. The only joy in holidays is the ending of them.

[a pause]

The fog is depressing. This season brings to mind an unpleasant wistfulness.

[there's the clicking of metal sliding into place.

Tapping of her fingers against the counter.]

I wish it would stop raining.

Ω oc - lilith dupond

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