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folie a deux
they called it disturbance, the wasted lymph that splits somewhere behind me and i’m
running right under the covers from where you were dyeing the hour. like how ink wounds and is woozy
this morning a drowsy signature on the pillows. if i could i would hide these traces in yogurt, flood the imprint before it slips
- Maya Doolali
It’s so fucking hot here I’ve decided to write the lovely cold, snowy (Christmas) final chapter of Empty Corridors. So reluctant to say goodbye to my baby Lacey but here goes!
Bleargh, I can’t write today. Trying to finish at least one thing to post and can’t seem to string two sentences together for any of them :(
Finding a bunch of words you don’t remember writing is always fun :)
Why am I writing so much fluff at the moment? Clearly I must be sick
I may have finished the next chapter of EC. It’s a little shorter than usual but I think this is a good place to take a break so that fun can be had in the next chapter :)
rowofstars replied to your post: I really need the next update of Empty Corridors...
HOW DO I PUT MORE LIKES ON A POST, ASKING FOR A FRIEND
Just for that, you can have a snippet...
“I was adopted at birth,” said Zelena, looking irritated.
“Lucky you, I daresay,” he said dismissively. “She never struck me as the type to show a child much warmth.”
“We’ve reconciled,” she said. “She put her career first, I can accept that.”
“Seems to me you don’t have much choice.”
“I found out all about your past,” she said snidely. “Such a sad story.”
“I can’t think why you’d be interested,” he said.
“Because I’d like us to be friends.”
“Somehow I doubt that.”
“No, I would,” she insisted. “I’m trying to make my own way in the world, and it’s important to surround yourself with like-minded people, don’t you find?”
“I try not to surround myself with people at all.”
“Hmm.” She tossed her hair, wandering over to one of the shelving units. “And yet you hired the waitress. An unorthodox choice for an assistant.”
“You wouldn’t say that if you knew her,” he said. “But then so few people do.”
“I suppose she’s pretty,” said Zelena carelessly, looking over the figurines on the shelf. “If you ignore the obvious.”
“Which is?” he asked, uninterested, and she looked around with a smile.
Next EC chapter is done, so I’ll post it later. Lacey and Leroy had a long talk over beer and whisky, Gold and Lacey have reached a sort of truce and he’s going over for dinner on Friday.
So the next chapter after this one should have smut! Also Zelena getting her arse handed to her, with any luck.
