Ouroboros Spine [m] why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing?
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a visitor comes to him. a pretty girl, a little younger than him; brilliant cinnamons and chestnuts, delicate and willowy. peregrine softens as he looks upon her. she reminds him of ariadne.
hey, his lips twist into a lazy grin. had he hands and a pack of marlboros, he would have lit one and stuck it between his teeth. you come out here often?