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Passing through pages of thought. The magnetic flicker to their face, stare locked. Perception blinded by all but him. Faculties intoxicated by something tangible. Fingers leave sheets and face down goes what was already written. Swallow, step. Drawn forward she swallowed and stepped towards the black current, like a paralysed force driven by desire.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
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Passing through pages of thought. The magnetic flicker to their face, stare locked. Perception blinded by all but him. Faculties intoxicated by something tangible. Fingers leave sheets and face down goes what was already written. Swallow, step. Drawn forward she swallowed and stepped towards the black current, like a paralysed force driven by desire.
caitlin-cleary
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
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