December 28, 2003

It was effectual, a mixing of some sorts. Not affectual. Exceptions were made in order to accept the fact that there were no reigns and the world had already ended and the apocalypse was celebrating it’s birthday.
Forests turned to a haven, as the cell phone rang off the hook, scratchy voices rasping over the ends like frayed shoelaces.
Took too many. damn fault it was. So thou shalt apologize and make worth what she can and not look back.
read a chapter and be done with it, the oracle said, blind eyes looking straight ahead.

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