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[oneofthelost]

"The girl went on her knees, and bent over me, simply gloating. There was a deliberate voluptuousness which was both thrilling and repulsive, and as she arched her neck, she actually licked her lips like an animal."

[The words come over the journal very softly, almost purred.

It's late at night, and Alex is perched in the fighting-top with her journal.

There's no hope for sleep, and there's a hunger in the pit of her stomach. It's been growing since she got back in her body, and sheep's blood hasn't soothed it. She's bled them more often than she usually does, careful not to do permanent harm, but it hasn't helped.]

I feel like I could recite the whole book if I tried.

Isn't it funny? The things you remember?

Especially late at night. Little things you don't even remember learning that just creeped into your brain.

Comments

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[meatthefuture]

Stroker? [thinks] I don't know that guy. Who do they sail with?

voice

[oneofthelost]

Oh, he's not here. He's a novelist where I'm from. Or was. He's been dead a long time, but his book's still read.

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[meatthefuture]

He sounds like a pretty cool guy! If he writes books maybe Robin knows. [cuz he really wants to hear the story now] Maybe he'll show up here!

[why not?]

voice

[oneofthelost]

Huh. He might. That'd be weird but kinda cool.