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@owlry i told you i had two for ya

the scent of graveyard soil and fresh ash wafts around him like a morbid cologne. several pedestrians are pushes past as he makes his way towards the news stand. stiff fingers grasp the nearest paper, flipping through idly as wyatt’s eyes scan for his own name. hm. his gaze raises for another tabloid and finds a pair of eyes instead.