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Snake - C/Z, R
Saturday, May 14th, 2016 10:14 pm.
No, this isn't the one I was talking about the other day. That one's still cooking.
Warning: this one gets into a dark place. So be prepared.
Snake
Casey stands at the kitchen window, looking out into the night. The moonlight washes the branches of the oak at the boathouse's door, flickering in the leaves. It pours through the glass, lighting the pale tiles. The moon's face looks down at him, with that expression that he's always wished was gentle concern, as if there were someone watching over him. He knows it's not so, ( but he wishes it were... )
Chapter 36 of High Contrast
Chapter 37
No, this isn't the one I was talking about the other day. That one's still cooking.
Warning: this one gets into a dark place. So be prepared.
Snake
Casey stands at the kitchen window, looking out into the night. The moonlight washes the branches of the oak at the boathouse's door, flickering in the leaves. It pours through the glass, lighting the pale tiles. The moon's face looks down at him, with that expression that he's always wished was gentle concern, as if there were someone watching over him. He knows it's not so, ( but he wishes it were... )
Chapter 36 of High Contrast
Chapter 37
