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( Yay. )

First there was darkness. The total, complete kind.

Connected.

There was evil, evil so thick it seemed to permeate the freshly dug dirt. It wasn't a scary kind of evil, not really. All-encompassing. It felt like hot chocolate, but colder and less sweet. Maybe a little acrid. He could smell it in the dirt.

Hmmm. This is odd.It took a while after ( Read more... )

( Lies, damned lies... )

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want--good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

( Meme. )

( That's not bad. )

It is cold outside.

It's out there, and it's watching every move you make. It observes, and it passes judgment. To avoid and to appease, certain acts must be completed, others shunned. Find a totem and make a wish. Right. Like that makes any logical sense. Carry a limb hacked off a perfectly innocent fluffy herbivore with a taste for carrots and lettuce. Kiss under ( Read more... )

( Reindeer and churches, oh my. )