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☁ янσ∂є ☂ кαмєℓσт ♪ ([info]indreams) wrote,
@ 2011-08-06 23:20:00


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YOU ARE NOW DRUNK.



Carry on.

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[info]soundthebugle
2011-08-10 04:56 pm UTC (link)
[But the sound that he hears isn't the pain that shapes life becoming a thing he can feel or hear. Instead a rare music he hasn't heard from himself in months...over a year makes the air feel so light. His eyes widen, like a child starting in awe within the center of a grand cathedral. The altars were just being lit and the wash of warmth and light cutting through the shadows and banishing the shades.

Calling the dead to rest, calling the meek to seek shelter, and singing to soldiers to take a moment of repose.

Allen's eyelids slid shut and all he could see behind them was gold light like the sun burning away in the sky.]

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