i feel you
growing.
there is
no time to
dwell, to
find the purpose
of this. too much
to be done.
as in genesis,
eve must begin.
[ooc: lisa will be receiving
this rather raggedy piece of paper today on her front step, once again weighted down by a smooth black stone, cool to the touch. the back of the letter will have, in the corner,
this. it's a
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