Jun 15
The coastal wind could easily blow four years away. There was no doubt about that when it met you beyond the outer gates of her father's garden, where it swept upward from the sea hard enough to make angels of people.
There, the chalk-white cliffside fell away so sharply it seemed the world had tilted upon itself. Up became down if you stared for long enough. Andromeda had once nearly fallen to her death this way.
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Opening sentence of Ultraviolence II, the new sequel to my favourite fic, 'Ultraviolence' <3
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