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⠀ ⠀ At least Liho’s wretched self was no scaredy cat when it came to the clamorous calamity of the vacuum cleaner, and Natalya only wished the cunning little creature was afraid because it was no easy feat trying to clean as claws swiped the vacuum hose indiscriminately.

⠀ ⠀ The chill of a morrow unpromised made her bones rigid, but her legs carried her up the hill of her hubris, her breath trailing behind her in diminutive clouds like the bloodied path she’d paved herself from yesteryear. ⠀ ⠀ She was home, and there was no warm welcome.

⠀ ⠀ Home was a mausoleum: cold and still, with bones carefully lain to rest but their souls were trapped behind the anguished prison of the past, restless as they roamed for the peace they could never have because there was no end to the funeral. ⠀ ⠀ It marched on and on.

/ looking for some street level characters to join an SL, already have a few members -- like this if you want to be added to the gc !

⠀ ⠀ And the nightmare marches on with or without eyes closed, its wicked symphony a stranger to dusk and dawn as the harrowed human heart danced erratically to its timeless tune; there was no beginning or end, no adagio or crescendo to reign down upon the mania of malaise.

i am homesick for a place i am not sure even exists. one where my heart is full. my body loved. and my soul understood.