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[talon]

For Darius Turing, the ritual started the night after his twelfth birthday. After he had his double-chocolate cake - with six of his friends, his mother insisting that more would be too tiring for him - he happily spent the time with his new gifts, playing with the others until late in the afternoon. That night, he was tucked into bed by his mother

Comments

[cacophonesque]

Oh, I love the ambiguity of that ending! And actually the whole story. The discourse you chose fit it well, and the tale was great.

[talon]

You are entirely too fast ;) I haven't put up the author's note yet, and need to fix some formatting errors, as well as a section that didn't apparently paste over properly.

...But thank you!

[cacophonesque]

I started reading from the bottom of the comments page! Sort of. I also just thought I'd skip around and read entries by some people who tend not to disappoint.

[talon]

Aww, thank you.

And on second thought, author's note not necessary ;)

[kenakeri]

Oh beautiful as usual!

[crimsonplum]

This. You. Yes.

I absolutely love it, hon. Just adore it.

[northern_magic]

I like this story.

[fourzoas]

Really great story, from start to finish. One person's difference...