I’m dreaming.
I have to be dreaming, right? Because I’m dreaming that I’m dead.
Hey-you know how they (whoever ‘they’ are) say that when you die your life flickers before your eyes like some sort of instant-replay? That’s how it’s supposed to go, isn’t it? You’re supposed to get the good bits and the bad bits, all the stuff that made
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Oddly enough, I think that and a few other fics inspired an interesting AU of my own. In which the blow to the head and the apotoxin reacted with whatever latent psychic ability that gives Shinichi his connection to Ran... *seen in the Tokyo Bomber case and movie 9*
Edogawa Conan is having a bad day. His head hurts, he's wearing clothes that are entirely too big for him, and he can't remember a thing from before the cops found him under a bridge in Tropical Land. Lucky for him, he's got an imaginary friend who's more than willing to help him talk stuff out. If only Shinichi-niichan didn't seem so SAD all the time...
I blame you for this. You are a MENACE. :)
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*was totally sent this way and then had to post her love for fic* I for one definitely think you should continue ^_^ That's just awesome, and now I wanna know whats next >.> XD Would definitely be looking forward to more of this ^^
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Btw, I've read your Windfall series on FF.net. Love it. Hope you update more of that soon, too.
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