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nothing but a closing door
Jun. 1st, 2015 01:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossfortuneName: Mischa
Story: as if words could be undone
Colors: octarine (asking someone to repeat a phrase you'd not only heard very clearly but were also exceedingly angry about was around Defcon II in the lexicon of squabble), bistre (It didn't make sense, not really; but truths of the heart owe nothing to logic), halloween orange (Don't think I've ever been betrayed, for that was never true)
Supplies and Styles:
Word Count: 188
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none needed, I think
Summary: Ilya seeks out Mikha again, who has more of the same answer for him.
Notes:
( do I need to repeat myself with smaller words? )
Story: as if words could be undone
Colors: octarine (asking someone to repeat a phrase you'd not only heard very clearly but were also exceedingly angry about was around Defcon II in the lexicon of squabble), bistre (It didn't make sense, not really; but truths of the heart owe nothing to logic), halloween orange (Don't think I've ever been betrayed, for that was never true)
Supplies and Styles:
Word Count: 188
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none needed, I think
Summary: Ilya seeks out Mikha again, who has more of the same answer for him.
Notes:
( do I need to repeat myself with smaller words? )
