Walter shuts his eyes. Pours red ink on the white sheet. Opens them. Surveys the pattern. Disappointment again. No fiendish blot. @130story
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Walter shuts his eyes. Pours red ink on the white sheet. Opens them. Surveys the pattern. Disappointment again. No fiendish blot. @130story
Closing my eyes isn't enough to stop the pain. I need something to totally blot out the light and keep me enveloped in darkness. @130story