Every brick in this house is a bone in her body, every creaking board flutters its wings in the gap of her soul; each shadow a strip of her flesh, its silence the blood that thrums in her veins.
*faints in writerly lust*
This was incredibly eerie from the very beginning, and you never let up. Great work, dear dark Duni.
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*faints in writerly lust*
This was incredibly eerie from the very beginning, and you never let up. Great work, dear dark Duni.
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Thank you! I'm so pleased you liked it, and "dark Duni" sounds well to my ears.
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YAY! Points for death eaters!
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The Dark Mod's wish is my command.
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