We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46