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[purefoy_james]

The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
-Simon & GarfunkleUnspoken words bubbling like a boiling liquid, churning beneath the wooden paddle that stirs and stirs and stirs. They scream to be loosened upon the world but Cerebus keeps them at bay, snarling, growling,

Comments

[emily_mortimer]

but you like goats

[purefoy_james]

Because they're horny?

[anonymous]

You write quite gorgeously.

[purefoy_james]

Thank you. I bet you do, as well.

[anonymous]

Oh I'm not a patch on you.

[purefoy_james]

I'm nothing special, and neither is my writing.

[anonymous]

I love you.

[purefoy_james]

It could be possible that I love you, too.

[polly_walker]

Are we dating?

[purefoy_james]

We go out on dates occasionally, yes.

[polly_walker]

I was asked and I said I would check with you.

[purefoy_james]

Did that answer the question satisfactorily?

[anonymous]

For the love of god MOVE ON!

[purefoy_james]

Moving on...

[anonymous]

That wasn't aimed at you. I like you.

[purefoy_james]

Haha, thanks! Glad to know that.