Notes
L: The god talked; his conversation was half in hand-signs.
M: Never content, these gods, unless they can write on air the way some people write on walls.
L: So you say.
M: So I say.
( Stichomythia the Cynic. )
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1 comment on In the darkest corner of the room are your pale hands
itsmerapha June 05, 2017
i loved the description; bah, my idiotic crackship :d
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