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Post by wordy on Mar 31, 2014 13:36:05 GMT 10
Title: Upward Climb Rating : PG (implied character death) Word Count: 43 Summary (and any Warnings): Mourning, done properly.
“Your dead would laugh to see you drinking wine this foul,” Aniki says, sniffing at the empty bottle Phelan had been clinging to; he watches (with the smallest, faintest stirring of curiosity) as she heads to the bar and returns with foam-topped glasses.
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Post by max on Mar 31, 2014 17:49:57 GMT 10
The implications... I loved this.
(Though in my head I still had to make it at least a few months down the track, and for that reason I am very grateful you left the timing open-ended ;_;)
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