Comment on The Conscience Of Eurydice

  1. Midna on Chapter 3 Sat 09 Jul 2011 11:43AM UTC

    A new sound layered underneath the unearthly shrill. It was a low, gnawing rumble, and her memory placed the electric whirr even as logic refused to. It was the sound of a chainsaw mechanism being yanked to life. This, she thought dimly, was pure horseshit.

    You have all of my love. All of it.

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