FALLING, FALLING / we all have ghosts.
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he says: i'm exhausted. and to him, death is not unfamiliar. death welcomes him with open arms, and even if he's careful, he's learning to close his eyes, and death is his teacher. the signs of the universe, maybe, all point to the same direction. he has one heart and two eyes and legs and bones and brains and blood but— in that moment, he has only the mark of death. while he closes his eyes, he tells himself: oh! oh! keep me alive. and although death is inevitable, the universe answers his calls.
he should have known better. red lips, red nails, red shoes. he's careful, he's always careful. he's not careful the one night he needs to be. ruined watercolors, ragged edges of paper. sweat pours down his face, aching, burning. tinkling laughter, flashes of light. he closes his eyes. a soft voice, almost-dreaming. blood in his mouth. red. red. a ragged, high-pitched scream, and then—
silence.
silence.
hello! anyone out there? pls i swear the applyfic community has been so dead recently i'm here to revive it >:[ it's august but halloween is right around the corner i swear it's time for ghosties
this has been in my drafts for so long and now that i finally have more free time here it is!! i have so much planned for this pls give it lots of love and time to h*ld hands with some ghosts :0 shoutout to zimzalabims bibi for helping me out with this <3
- yeon
this has been in my drafts for so long and now that i finally have more free time here it is!! i have so much planned for this pls give it lots of love and time to h*ld hands with some ghosts :0 shoutout to zimzalabims bibi for helping me out with this <3
- yeon
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