There was this thing about love, about truly caring for someone. Their tragedies become your tragedies. When they hurt you feel their pain. When they cry all you want to do is wipe away their tears and drown with them.
When they die a part of you dies.
And when the world has hurt them, when words are no longer enough and it feels like the
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I'm so happy they're both okay! you had me worried there for a second!
and yey~! update! xD I was totally just thinking about this story today so I decided to check and yey~! xD
you made my day!
I'm really excited for more!
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Yay! i am always happy to add a little Bat/Joker joy to your day. ^.^
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I, shamefully, haven't been following this story, but my word...
This was beauty itself. It was so articulate, the words ebbed and flowed as naturally as literature could, it was poetic and pure. It was thick with emotion and element, of sound and temperature. This chapter had it's own heartbeat for Heathus sake. Praise is on the tip of my tongue but I'm simply unable to pluck up the vocab to praise it enough. And for someone who doesn't really follow this story, or isn't all that partial to lovey dovey fluff, this was absolutely dazzling and mesmerising. This was traumatic heartbreak, emotional numbness, fear, rage, absolute and not-sexual need personified.
Bravo ~
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Thanks!
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