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❝I'm a rocket, a roman candle, a fucking missile on my way to hell. I'm a martyr, a saint of sinners, and you will fear me in my deth.❞
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Title: Lost In What We Keep
Author: funknee
Rating: R?
Fandom: Inception
Shipping: Mostly Ariadne/Eames, Ariadne/Arthur.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Post-Inception. Ariadne hates herself for what she's doing, but she can't stop.
Notes: First Inception fic. Please be gentle.

( and we were lost in what we keep. )

HEYHANER is now FUNKNEE