eleanor allison morgan—wells. retweeted
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she was born in the 𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 years of her world,⠀but somehow,⠀she still learned to 𝐵𝐿𝑂𝑂𝑀.
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eleanor is the 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 image of thomas morgan—⠀⠀⠀̵𝗍̵𝖾̵𝗌̵𝗌̵,⠀before transitioning. hal is very protective her,⠀and mostly,⠀she resides on earth—3181 to⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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Replying to @OfMissyWho
<< Dating.
She had never seen or even heard of the blonde before. She only knew of Jesse.
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help with sectors that are still affected by 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧. so she isn't surprised that her father hasn't mentioned her before—⠀⠀⠀slightly frustrated,⠀but⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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eleanor stops midway in the doorway of the cortex in S.T.A.R labs on earth—1—⠀⠀⠀data—pad in her hand half raised,⠀watching her father stand too close to⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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a paradox—level anomaly.
⠀⠀〝⠀this can go one of two ways. an apocalyptic extinction level event or end in emotional damage. when it comes to my father. those⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‹ c͟o͟n͟t͟ . ›
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are the same thing.⠀〞her fingers flex instinctively like she is bracing for reality to correct itself—⠀⠀⠀it doesn't come.
⠀⠀╱⠀⠀@OfMissyWho.⠀
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⠀⠀⠀GHOST.xn--6ii i'm going to work on her bio later. maybe. i feel like crap.
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⠀⠀〝⠀that's ah,⠀extreme.⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀what's he done now?⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀you and dad at it,⠀again?⠀〞
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the sun shining,⠀warm blaze beat down upon her abnormally pale visage. she stood,⠀at the edge of the library steps.
basking in the 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰.
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Replying to @hercandiedsoul
Sabrina was sitting on the steps outside of the local library. As she was reading, she heard someone approach her. Looking up, it was @PUSHINGMINDS.
“Are you okay?”
She asked softly.
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this place was different from where she grew up,⠀the sun,⠀the planet,⠀and the 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 creeping decay of the apocalypse—⠀⠀⠀a voice slices through the silence.
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