My brain is now oozing from my ears because it's past three in the morning and this fic just killed me. Oh wow. God. I'm completely incoherent right now. And I'd really like to be able to articulate exactly how wonderful this is, and what makes it so wonderful, but I can't. Because of the whole three-in-the-morning, me-being-dead-now thing. Basically, this is amazing, you are amazing, and I'm adding this to my mems and then going to bed.
This was great. I like how dark it is, and I love this part:
It's all on your shoulders, all this death, these stiff fingers clawing and skeletons free-falling. The gun metal scrapes against your cheek, trigger ready. The knife slices, ground explodes, headlights approach, sky collides, glass crashes, ocean swallows, stranger touches, friend enters, life ends. They're your hands, your weapons, your sins. You're tainted and there's no turning back.
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It's all on your shoulders, all this death, these stiff fingers clawing and skeletons free-falling. The gun metal scrapes against your cheek, trigger ready. The knife slices, ground explodes, headlights approach, sky collides, glass crashes, ocean swallows, stranger touches, friend enters, life ends. They're your hands, your weapons, your sins. You're tainted and there's no turning back.
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