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[eunuch_dreams]

Fred the Brown Chapter 1, Tangent 2

The small child slept alone in the dark house for perhaps the second time in a week that night. Lips trembling and white-faced, she presses the sheets to her burning mouth and shakes until the traces of the tears have faded into the mattress. Six inches beneath her, bedlice swarm in the rotting cavern of the bed

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[suki_fleet]

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[eunuch_dreams]

Of course not. I'll add you too.

[eunuch_dreams]

*spin, not sin