Seaside Moors Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughing at you
what's a little sweetheart like you
doing with a bloody nose?
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"But I don't want them!" Raleska blurted, outcry wheedling in her heightening voice. Her ears splayed and yet, along her nape pinpricks of fur rose like quills to see the matron round upon her in frustration. She was frustrated too -- didn't Erzulie get it?

Even the softening of Erzulie's countenance did little to assuage Raleska, who now was biting her lip as her mind spun. "It isn't -- he isn't like that," Did she sound like a lovelorn, stupid fool? A teenage idiot? "He's not Drageda anymore. We're not what we were anymore, either." Not like they'd been in that hour Rosalyn had been ferried off. Not like they'd been when Eurycrates had his throat torn from him.

"I don't want them." She repeated, a cold fatigue seeping into her voice.
all of which makes me anxious,
at times unbearably so.
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RE: Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughing at you - by Raleska - April 22, 2020, 10:37 AM