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In all the rage, you find yourself with your hands full of tea and cigarettes.
"Why not?" and I let out a shaky little groan. "Your reasons are no worse than anyone else's," and I make a funny sort of noise, a teary laugh or a cough. No. They probably aren't not much worse, and I pick up the pieces of that all the time, I sort it out, that's what I do.
"You wanted to hurt her. And you didn't. Why not?"
"I don't l-like ( Read more... ) -
Somehow all you ever need's, never really quite enough you know
[Down at the Red Lantern, up on the third floor]
[Too late for patience]
"Perhaps I know him before than you do, Ms Beddau," and I can feel myself take slow cold umbrage to that; after all he had wrong, after all I have seen, to say that. "And no, I will not be sick again.""That's good," flat words, but not cold; I think I am too tired to put in ( Read more... ) -
Past the open windows on the darker streets/Where unseen angry voices flash and children cry
[Heading back out]
[Late enough to worry]
"Yeah." Dorian pulls himself up and I lean into him, arms light 'round him until I need to pull back enough to get to my feet. "We should go." And then he's adding "You don't have to go with me. You know that," and I realize he's talking about that we, not our we.
"I won't hurt him," and I think he ( Read more... ) -
By the skin of the teeth; by the scruff of the soul.
[Outside the Diabolique, heading to home]
[Late enough to have ruined a relaxing night out]
"Yes. You will." Okay then, and I can feel my heart hitch and lift a little. Okay ( Read more... ) -
Inching back to calm
[Up at the Diabolique]
[Just late enough to start to relax]Quiet night, not leading into the weekend; I dressed down as much as I could without standing out, dim jewelry and low heels and a quiet table aside from the door ( Read more... ) -
In the end.
Did my best, it wasn't much
Couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you...
[Outside the Whitechapel]
[Past lunch, too early to drink]Stop outside; it's strange to not hurry back to work, with everything that's going on and the day being cold and damp and rather miserable besides, but there's one thing left I ( Read more... ) -
Pared down to the bone, we find what we cling to.
[Not midnight yet; nothing so dramatic]
[Glass's apartment]She didn't look like me. It doesn't help ( Read more... ) -
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