"The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place."Down from the sun, through the sky white with heat, shimmer-haze rising off this bleached stretch of sand between the water and the rocks. When I touch down, wings folding
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Yes. I remember.
Some days I wish I didn't.
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*thud*
I would happily read a novel the length of, well, Bleak House, for example (and that's loooong), if it was all written like that. As good as that. I repeat. Wow.
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You put me to shame, you really do. This is nothing short of incredible. It's fantastic.
Win!
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*cough* I mean, thank you. :)
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