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zorah

@offalsehopes

novollan born and bred.

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You're in the woman's pisser. What are you doing here? Trying to gatecrash another party? Gatecrashing's only fun if you care. Everyone knows that.

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Frayed, faded days of late-summer. The suns hung lazily, uninterested in coming or going. Zorah was painting again. She was thinking about flower cross-pollination. A little of me, a little of you. The tip of her brush rested in her mouth. She decided she would make more paint.

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Resting the brush on the edge of the easel, Zorah turned to her mixing station. She crushed up some flowers, added the binder and solvents, tested it on a tissue. She wanted a drink badly. Where was everyone when you needed them?

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Later, she would go to the sea again, and think of that raw scar of arrival. Her body had started to close in β€” not exactly shut down, not even give up... it was just that there was a small delay. Sometimes the body just couldn't process the idea. She was slow. Why rush?

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(The other day I remembered the Axis. If only you knew what I saw! I can't put it into words, and so I will paint it every day in everything for the rest of my life.)

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When the craft landed on the beach, it violated several local edicts and spoiling a lot of tourists' afternoons. Zorah found herself wondering where Quinn was, what he was doing. She felt a sudden urge to hold his hand.

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[Ignoring the weird address] You're here about my paintings? Well, these things usually go through my agent... ( but )...