[He] has spent much of his life cradled by imagination. It is the pane of glass he draws over the disappointments of reality, so that he might refract it into something more beautiful, bearable.

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[He] has spent much of his life cradled by imagination. It is the pane of glass he draws over the disappointments of reality, so that he might refract it into something more beautiful, bearable.
So, I've read an applepuffsilver fic again after months. Lesson learned. Never reading those during lunch break.
Thank goddess I work from home, because the sheer emotions made me cry... Like full sobbing.
Now I remember why I try to read them sparely, it's like free therapy. Wow, what a writer.
I AM SEATED.
If you don't hear from me again, I might be in heaven after this.