Thinking in the language of the enemy. Moving through the landscape of the enemy. We were spies and the confidants of spies, pockets and telephones, gathering evidence without leaving any. Spies feel like they know something important. It is a feeling. Opulent. Grand. We invented a fence in the middle of the snow so we could meet at the fence and whisper. Clemency at the fence. These small repeated revelations stabilize something. Faith in snow, bravery in snow. A daily maintenance. Is this your sadness? asks the trashman. No, that is a fishbone and that is a soup can and that over there is no longer recognizable. Paint ghosts over everything, the sadness of everything.
Chapter 6: wheres the wow crying gif when u need it
cannt believe ur back,,, 2017 is Truly the time for updates and fresh starts...
(and then we're all probably leaving again lmao)
beautifully written as always tho !!! :'---))
just taking a little time off my life just to let you know
that you have some amazing writing skills right there!
subscribed even tho i didn't apply & wasn't around
when this started out because i'm really looking forward
to what you have in mind
Chapter 5: I'm absolutely heartbroken. even though i knew this would happen. :(
and omg you used the little drabble I wrote. omg and it fit so perfectly as well.
I'm so sad now. I'm going to lay down and cry. brb.
Chapter 5: swears loudly into the abyss
this wasn't what i was expecting and i love it
god immi you always know how to convey everything in simple descriptions. i mean we already are so attached to these characters we met and the devastation is impossible to deny.
man i just... love these glimpses into the dystopian society we're seeing like i'm so hyped
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