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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Rain, starting

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.