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Jul 13, 2005 00:11

...I was so close to just killing myself when, of all things, I could have sworn I heard someone calling for "Uncle Paul". I haven't been called that in years. And then when I dragged myself out to look, there was Armand St. Just, seven years old and wanting to show off his pet rabbit. But...Margot wasn't eleven, she was an adult. I don't know ( Read more... )

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sweariwontdie July 13 2005, 10:36:29 UTC
Uncle Paul, are you going to be well? You promised to tell me about pirates!

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bibis_flower July 13 2005, 10:44:24 UTC
Oh Bibi, you have to take care of yourself. *drags a chair out for him*

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citoyen_de_noir July 15 2005, 18:41:32 UTC
Then, you're not a dream? I was beginning to think I'd lost all my senses. *slumps into the chair*

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bibis_flower July 16 2005, 00:11:44 UTC
*kisses his forehead* Why would I be a dream?

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sweariwontdie July 14 2005, 01:55:49 UTC
*sighs*

I did like you back then. What happened?

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citoyen_de_noir July 15 2005, 18:42:02 UTC
Revolution happened.

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sweariwontdie July 16 2005, 00:12:10 UTC
I suppose that's it.

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