[there's no coffee cups in the sink today, and the stains of ash on the table aren't as thick as usual]
[in another part of the shack, there's a humming buzz behind a closed door, a livewire thrum Genkaku knows all too well (can probably feel in strings-bitten fingertips]
[it's a bit of a lullaby, maybe, unceasing background noise familiar as a TV turned low]
[in another part of the shack, there's a humming buzz behind a closed door, a livewire thrum Genkaku knows all too well (can probably feel in strings-bitten fingertips]
[it's a bit of a lullaby, maybe, unceasing background noise familiar as a TV turned low]
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[ he waits for new chords before throwing off and tossing the heavyduty coat into the sink, pouring water over smoking embers. ]
[ watching the diluted mix of blood and sorrow trickle down his arm is dismissed for tickytwitchily lighting up another cigarette. ]
[ Another day lost to the past. Another day lost to you, Owl. ]
[ it's a promise he probably won't keep. ]
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