silverfish
Description
they are something subtly tragic,
like two windows that are built side by side
never to face each other.
Foreword
a/n: my entry for The Sky Is The Limit Round Three Subround Three (how am i still here skldgakjdf). i'm not sure if i'll be able to finish this in time, but i'll try my best to.
purposely written in three different point-of-views.
"...an hour isn't just an hour - but a little bit of Eternity dropped in your hands - and who knows what to do with it?" - Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire
for everyone. thank you.
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