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And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you—haunt me, then! Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss where I cannot find you.

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September 12th, 2011

impertinences: (a crimson future)
impertinences: (a crimson future)

half-savage & hardy & free

impertinences: (a crimson future)
Here we go, a rambling piece centered on Emere and Brando’s childhood/teenaged years. I still firmly believe that whenever I succeed in length, I jeopardize most of my figurative style. Seriously, I feel like this piece fell flat and is boring to read ;__;

I’ve been trying to work on forming a narrative, because it turns out that I’m so accustomed to a certain wife of mine already knowing the circumstances of my characters that if almost any one else reads a piece … they have no idea what’s happening. I have gotten used to not having to fill in the gaps since my main audience is already acquainted with the goings on of my characters.

Anyway, this is that attempt.

Guest appearances by: Maine, Seymour, and so many cigarettes. I’ve always liked the idea of Seymour being this helping figure for Emere, even if their friendship is supposed to be an AU time-line.

Also, let’s play Find the Wuthering Heights Quote.


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