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fandomtownies2019-06-17 06:47 am
rebelseekspizza) wrote in fandomtownies2019-06-17 06:47 am
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Fandom And Its Environs, Monday Morning Just Before Dawn
All right, Rapture had definitely not been what Fandom had been looking for. Not only was it wet, but it was violent, and it overwhelmed her poor, islandic senses.
She moved again, sometime between midnight and first light. Home, to spend some more time pondering her next move.
But her thoughts were scattered, the influence of too many splicers moving around her borders. And so she missed. Just by a little bit. Just... by the coast of Massachussetts. It wasn't far. It would be fine.
And if something seeped and something crawled and something lit up, however dimly, under the glow of the moon until the sun chased it off-- well. It did remind her of her baby boy. Ah, how had time flown! How was he this old now?
[[ establishy ]]
She moved again, sometime between midnight and first light. Home, to spend some more time pondering her next move.
But her thoughts were scattered, the influence of too many splicers moving around her borders. And so she missed. Just by a little bit. Just... by the coast of Massachussetts. It wasn't far. It would be fine.
And if something seeped and something crawled and something lit up, however dimly, under the glow of the moon until the sun chased it off-- well. It did remind her of her baby boy. Ah, how had time flown! How was he this old now?
[[ establishy ]]