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[eulaliacarp]

Alone in the tower they cannot expect her to live for long. Throughout the day they will stop and press their ears against the stone wall that has replaced the tower's only door. They hear nothing but the faint scratching of her fingers against the other side. For hours the scratching could be heard. Then for days. Then for weeks

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[eulaliacarp]

it's quite alright. i've missed you too.
i'm in the prairies and the plains now, maple groves and apple orchards aside. i also miss the ocean. more than i can say.
i hope you're well. i don't have internet right now so i can't be here as often as i wish.

[jumblie]

are you living in wisconsin now?

[eulaliacarp]

yes, indeed i am. it was rather secretive at first. but now it's out in the open. i miss seattle. but i need to be here now.

[anima_infirmary]

are you sleeping?

[eulaliacarp]

i have no idea how to even begin to answer that question.

[anima_infirmary]

well perhaps an answer isn't necessary. i'm happy you're alive.
if you'd ever like a friend, i'm in touch: apasco at gmail
love, a

[ruyuymir]

I think that is right bout that. Nice info and thanks. Need to get in google feed.