Linguistic Calisthenics

Dec 30, 2004 18:02

And it begins. The itching, like hatchling spiders in her fingers. Hot, fast spiders. Lightening spiders. She tries to quiet them, intently eating a gas station banana, its overripe brown sliding slick and sweet down her throat, but the spiders increased their frenzied scuttling and her fingers grew itchier ( Read more... )

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iria_2001 December 30 2004, 23:05:26 UTC
steph youre so hot.

"out out damn spot, one...two..."
:P

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cookiepaper December 30 2004, 23:33:38 UTC
::smile::

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pemberleya December 31 2004, 01:27:35 UTC
i like that. very much. i would like to read more about the possessed spider raven girl.

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cookiepaper December 31 2004, 01:56:46 UTC
i think there might be more story. it *feels* like there is, but i'm not sure. i started writing that because there are all these whacked out birds around my office building right now. flying around in these giant aimless flocks of freaky. and when i was heading in they were dive bombing the echo.

sadly, i worry that "the birds" may have destroyed the creepiness of birds forever.

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