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[prosody]

I dream of blood - washing the walls, the floor... floating in the air. Vivid. Cold. It whispered as it covered my skin - 'I belong'. I woke crying. Again. My dreams are getting really messed up.

A month away from the city starting next week. Looking forward to it.

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[emerald_legion]

*hugs* love you babe. won't be home when you get here, but might be back tonight. Want to do coffee tomorrow? Or a teaparty, perhaps.

[merry_thoughts]

Hope you are ok, did you need a cage for Company on your trip?