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By AnonymSarah Glenn Marsh
I can’t stand to see a living thing in pain, least of all Evander. The nuns who raised me said I’d been that way since birth. Trying to put the wings back on a trampled butterfly. Tending the weakest plants in their garden. That’s what made me so well suited for walking in the Deadlands, they said. My love of life.
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By AnonymSarah Glenn Marsh
I raise my face to his, ready for the crush of his lips against mine, wanting to share more than these nervous breaths.
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By AnonymSarah Glenn Marsh
Nothing from the ocean is meant to survive on land forever.
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By AnonymSarah Glenn Marsh
There’s nothing you can do, Valoria. I’m not one of your inventions. I’m broken, part of me is missing, and you can’t fix me with copper wires or a piece of string.
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By AnonymSarah Glenn Marsh
The sun still rises and sets, like it always has. It seems cruel that it wouldn’t stop, just for a little while, to show how much darker the world is without them in it.
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