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[bluesonmonday]

It's dark, it's after 10 o'clock, the sky is cloudy and the half-moon keeps flickering in and out from behind dark blots overhead. I'm wearing sandals, shorts, and t-shirt, and a baseball cap. I have a shovel on hand to ward of snakes and wild dogs, I have a flashlight that keeps going out on me, and clipped onto the front of my belt is a holster

Comments

[hybrid_xisha]

Ahhh...that is such beautiful writing, I can't even come up with words to gush about it. That's probably because it's gush-worthy in a quiet, calm way, and I'm currently in the middle a LOUD, OBNOXIOUS Zelda-induced gush high. And that just wouldn't work here. =^^;=

Actually, though, reading this was a great way to calm me down, help me center again, and since I'm imagining you were going for something like that from the audience, that means you did your job perfectly. =D

Now, back to yelling.

[mybrokentragedy]

nice job on the story. I'm sorry if you felt put off. I truly didn't expect Mark in till later and I'm sure that didn't help. I wasn't trying to stop memories from happening that night, but I thought that if we could not think about them then, it would be easier.

I guess I was wrong.

Is there anything I can do?

[mybrokentragedy]

you need to update lj so your calander will update..... its driving me nuts!