Sep 20, 2011 05:53
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The Lord President, his hair intriguingly more blonde-white than it had been two weeks previous, grabs his hand, pressing his finger into Pasmodius’ palm until pain crawls outward over the nerves. He’s writing letters.
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haha.
I have all the threads back in my head again, i think! YAYYY!
and I didn't even need any help.
... it just sort of happened?!
fanfiction,
spoiler,
doctor who,
evil