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[falter]

Wings flowered up from his shoulder blades. His back muscles moved under his skin, taut and pained, and finally they exploded outward, sharply, into reality, a sticky horrible clump of bruised feathers. I imagined it was like watching a woman give birth. It was so beautiful, so grotesque, I looked away, and I regretted it that very instant

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[3rdday]

hi. i was just wondering if you have any screenshots of previous layouts?

[indera]

Um...previous layouts of this livejournal? You don't mean my webpage, do you? I've only changed formats for this livejournal once (and no screenshot), and as for my page, there've been a dozen+ layouts, most with screenshots, but is that what you mean?

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[3rdday]

yeah, i do mean yr page.