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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:06 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:10 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:24 am
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intuition
Alg had never had trouble sharing his writing with Jeremiah but that was probably because he'd been writing and sharing it with the other since as long as he could remember. Even while he'd been in England and Jeremiah was here, he was always sent rough drafts to read over and give input on. As a kid it was short stories and, god forbid, fan fiction.
He'd even on occasion written the other things on request, or at least done his best at it.
"Alright.." Alg smiled, though all the face rubbing into his stomach did bad things to his insides and warranted a bit more hair tugging as a result.
Alg smoothed open his book and began to read, it was a setting, the description of a room. He didn't notice immediately but as he read, as he unwove the words from the page, the room around them shifted slightly. It was sloppy at first, like paint being put down on a canvas, blocky and lacking definition, until Alg got into the details and things began to really change.
But he was reading and hadn't quite realized.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 9:50 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 9:52 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 11:17 am
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falling faster
"No," he laughed, though it was a choked, pained noise, "I am living still." Jeremiah leaned closer when Algie pressed his hand against his chest. The warmth of the other was needed.
"I had no fear of her taking my heart, Alg, none at all. So, of course, she didn't take it." His head fell a moment, eyes closing. "Besides my heart's never been in my chest, now has it?"
Algie, of all people, would understand the reference.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 8:38 pm
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