❝ the stars go waltzing out in blue and red, and arbitrary blackness gallops in, i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.❞
pooja
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Meeting Point
"Up until this moment, it felt like Gene still existed somewhere, and Fate had carved us a meeting point...
