destiny free, really.

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                                                          IF THE APOCALYPSE COMES,  BEEP ME.

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@sonderistic

    the stake feels heavy in her palm, it’s weight reassuring -- security, even if it wasn’t raised. her knuckles are nearly white and she’s positive she’s going to spend over an hour digging out the splinters later. if she makes it.

     still, she doesn’t relent; doesn’t loosen her grip on the one thing that may stand between her and death. she’s hesitated before, a split second moment she can never get back.

      there’s so much she’s done wrong. so much she can’t take back. mere seconds that could change the course of her entire life -- could change the fate of the universe. it’s not something she can dwell on. at least, it’s something she shouldn’t. who could stop her mind from going there as she laid in bed, consumed by the darkness surrounding her until she’s drowning in the what if’s and should have’s.

       hoping against hope that she’ll wake up from this nightmare in the morning. 

       praying this will all just end somehow.

       “what ---------- no punchline, no witty repertoire to get the night going??”

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  STARTER CALL!

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  STARTER CALL!

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                                                        ind. buffy summers penned by haley.                                                                       all seasons friendly.

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