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Beginnings can grow out of endings
Apr. 23rd, 2011 07:03 pmGenre: Fantasy
Word Count 1808
Contest: Brigit's Flame
Prompt Depaysement
There were rare moments, in the predawn breaths of sleep, when he knew where he was. And then breath would follow breath and he would wake slowly, knowing only the constant, that he had no home and the rest did not matter.( in )
Word Count 1808
Contest: Brigit's Flame
Prompt Depaysement
There were rare moments, in the predawn breaths of sleep, when he knew where he was. And then breath would follow breath and he would wake slowly, knowing only the constant, that he had no home and the rest did not matter.( in )
