100.EndingsThe beginning of the end, it wasn't that special. There were people around us, scattered, deaf, blind. There were those who were still late, the ones who didn't care, and then there were those who died, and the ones who were still alive.100.Endings
A babe wails in the arms of a strong-jawed woman. Her features were young, eyes; old, younger than most. Everyone else- the younger ones, I mean; they've lost.
Her eyes dart up, around, flickering onto surrounding faces, wavering on mine. Dry, chapped lips move to form words to shush the small one. She's a mute.
We're on a cliff- or what used to be. It's now an island,
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you've been glomped! Now send this to 10 more people including me!
3 or less: No one likes you!
6 - 4: ehh
7-9: You got friends!
9-10: Good job!
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Dusk has settled so it's time to fly
Into the midnight they will die.
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Dusk has settled so it's time to fly
Into the midnight they will die.
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Dusk has settled so it's time to fly
Into the midnight they will die.
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