So, um. From the mess that is my brain and a prompt on we_are_cities (the June 12th one) comes the darkest thing I've ever written. No, seriously. Dark like... darker than deathfic. Yes, this is possible
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I really liked this, darling! Not completely sure I understand what's going on, mind, but I loved the almost haunting nature this piece has to it. Conversations they stopped having weeks ago, etc. Fabulous.
They sit around the table, on efork in the can, passing it between them, trying to make them lat; efork? ;)
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Yay futility! :)
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They sit around the table, on efork in the can, passing it between them, trying to make them lat; efork? ;)
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Seriously?
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