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Mailbox
Mailbox for Guy Burgess
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It was late and though the party hadn’t ended as such, the host was not a man who felt any sort of heavy responsibility came with the part. He saw no reason why he had to stay until the last bugger decided to roll homewards ( Read more... ) -
For Anatoly
When it came to nominations and elections on this island, there was nothing quite like it on earth that could compare. It was a compliment to all forms of government in the real world; whatever they did, they did it better than this council, which was nothing more than a hobby-horse ( Read more... ) -
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Halloween and there was nothing wrong, odd or ridiculous was happening to him. Guy was infinitely pleased. No costume stuck to his body, no horrors chasing him, no zombies; no idiocy. Hu-bloody-rah.
Scarcely one second after having thought this, Guy walked into a bit of mist and was suddenly in a very different landscape.
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For Cole
Unmovable. No matter how many arguments Guy threw at Anthony, the other man had done nothing but nod, swerve and answer monosyllabically. Anthony was tired, Guy knew that, understood that even, but that didn’t mean they had to sit down and be content about it all.
It had been an infuriating discussion. It had also - admittedly - been a discussion ( Read more... ) -
Contra mundum
…And just like that Kim was gone. His notes were gone, his pen was gone, his clothes were gone, his scent had vanished, the puff of smoke he had just exhaled was gone. There was nothing to indicate Kim had ever been there, except for the confused face of the friend he had left behind in mid-sentence ( Read more... ) -
for Daniel - Valentine's gone and everyone's happy
Guy had behaved like an idiot. He hadn’t in particular said anything he regretted, but he most certainly had thought the ridiculous. He had also drawn the ridiculous, but that was hardly on his mind ( Read more... ) -
for Cole - The day after
Well. Yesterday had definitely been peculiar. And it was stranger still to recall it now. It didn't feel like a hang-over and yesterday hadn't felt like a binge. When one is hung-over one feels very specifically how one would have if one woke up dead and from a grave ( Read more... ) -
For Daniel - Valentine's
After seeing that disgusting scene, Guy stormed out of the Compound. He hadn’t found it possible to remain in that door opening and though he would have wanted to shout at Patrick, he couldn’t bear being in Cole’s indifferent vicinity. It was too painful to be regarded by his one true love with such apathy ( Read more... )