ext_257908 ([identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites 2011-08-15 08:10 pm (UTC)

Her eyes closed she imagined digging her teeth into the cool flesh that she felt against her cheek. The skin would yield easily to her sharp white fangs, but those days were long gone. Not just because the tin soldiers wouldn't like it, but because he wouldn't like it.

"I miss the stars. Nothing else sings the same."

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