Resignation.

[goodtwin]

I don't know what this is:

Lincoln could turn around and look, but he knows those footsteps so well that he doesn't need to. He knows their rhythm, their weight, and he knows where they're headed.

There's nothing but fog before him, and the sun trying to burn a hole through it all just to make it truly feel like mourning. Look, the rest of the

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[ex_wegotta738]

Those are weighted words. I don't think I'd give up yet if I were you.

[goodtwin]

I'll probably try again later, or maybe tomorrow...

Thanks for the encouragement.

[bloody_adorable]

OH MY GOOOOOODNESS!!!

That is just GORGEOUS! WOW!

See? I think you're doing just fine! I know you feel blocked lately, but that really IS beautiful there!

[goodtwin]

I'll try to do some more... ~hugs~ Thanks for the prompt. :)

[zehara]

Oh writer's block is shit.

I know going back to the source material usually helps. Two minutes into watching BDS and I get such an urge to crank soemthing out. Although that probably doesn't help when the source material is your brain :)

Don't push it love, it'll get going again. Perhaps you need a muse-detox?

[zehara]

I just thought of something that might help. Must go jump in the shower or I'll stink the place out first though. Be back in 20 if you're still around! *mwah*

[goodtwin]

Silly, I can't smell you over the internets. ~blows kisses~

I'll be around for a while. Possibly invisible, but around. >.>

[zehara]

I mean my house! Trust me, it was getting worrysome ;)

....right!

[beau_jackson]

Beau sauntered over to Lincoln, the bottoms of his jeans - already tattered and dirty - trailing forgotten in the mud.

"Nyehh." He grinned slyly, and with a wink said "what's up doc?"

[goodtwin]

(wait a sec, I just need to...

~GLOMP!~

There.)

[beau_jackson]

[I can't believe Beau never used that line before. Outrageous!]

I feel like an impostor... >.>

[goodtwin]

"Not me, that's for sure." Obvious enough when the playful comment barely raises a hint of a smile. He couldn't explain it if asked, so all he can do is hope that nobody does.

[willystears]

There's nothing but fog before him, and the sun trying to burn a hole through it all just to make it truly feel like mourning. Look, the rest of the world is beautiful. It's just you. Just you.

*sometimes stuff is so beautiful it makes you want to stop the world for a minute just to absorb it properly. Edible*

[goodtwin]

Aww... ~blushyhugs~ Thankyou :)