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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙩
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙮
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜.❞
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Longer replies are bookmarked, i will reply to those this weekend.
⇾Graham retweeted
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.˚ ✴︎⋆⁀➴ @expertempathy ── ⟢ˎˊ˗
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The dogs had given him away, but Will has been lost in a file — it takes him several minutes to stand and open the door.
" Hey. "
Knocking on @expertempathy’s front door, brown paper bag held in hand by the handles.
ah.
well, he's not surprised. there's only so long he can really keep that quiet, given the truth of what it was. he swallows the rest of his whiskey in one drink and sets the glass down.
" no. he's not a ghost, and he's not dead. he's, ah.... more like a shadow. +
Replying to @M0SSANDMYTH
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between them. “i feared the ghost in the beginning. he haunts you. i know his name from watching you sleep.” she steps closer, feeling like she’s at the altar of a god when near him.
“tell me about 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒍.”
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he raises the glass to his lips and takes a slow slip before raising an eyebrow slightly.
" okay. what am I hiding? "
" it's on the list, " will replies with a dry laugh, pulling his hands back to wipe them on a towel.
" along with the transmission and the battery. "
He's leaning in the doorframe with a glass of whiskey in hand, unblinking. If he's bothered by the destruction, it doesn't show. He tilts his head, a smile playing on his lips.
"Keep going."
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rage. untamed 𖬺 raw. her hands shredded the wood on cabinets, some off their hinges. the storm inside her roared, 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 everything.
a pause. she turned. @expertempathy stood in the doorway, watching. 𖬺 that was enough.
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⇾Graham retweeted
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.˚ ✴︎⋆⁀➴ @expertempathy ── ⟢ˎˊ˗
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will pauses, raising a hand to push unruly curls out of his eyes, slicked with sweat. there's a coolness to the night around them, but it does nothing to cool the heat on his skin from the twisting nightmares in his head, the shadows that cling to the edges of his vision. he +
Replying to @madecollateral
She feels no need to clarify who ‘he’ is. Abigail knows the ghost of her father belongs to them both.
+ dripping through the trees. in the shadows, the land stretches out before them, appearing something wild and untamed, something uknown -- like anything in the world could linger in those shadows beyond them. " i don't know that either of us will ever fully move beyond your +
⇾Graham retweeted
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.˚ ✴︎⋆⁀➴ @expertempathy ── ⟢ˎˊ˗
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Sorry for lack of replies! Weird day today. I'll be on tomorrow.










