September 06, 2018, 10:06 PM
The wind is fickle and Ceara is not the best at tracking, but it favors her today. On the other side of the creek in the distance is a shadow with a paralyzing cyan gaze. The stranger is prickled, with raised hackles and ears pressed forward.
Ceara stiffens. She paces across the creek and stops a good distance away before she calls,
Y'alright?
ring the bells that still can ring
forget your perfect offering
there is a crack in everything
that's how the light gets in
forget your perfect offering
there is a crack in everything
that's how the light gets in
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locked up, naked with socks - by Fire - September 05, 2018, 11:19 PM
RE: locked up, naked with socks - by Ginsberg - September 05, 2018, 11:45 PM
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