ext_19444 ([identity profile] ailleann23.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] skoosiepants 2008-08-05 08:47 pm (UTC)

He dreams. He dreams about dry, crumbling fountains, steadily turning to dust. He dreams of the cold; a cold so deep he can’t even shiver, and in these dreams—he cries. He cries, fucking sobs, because there aren’t any unicorns anymore.

Punch. in. the. gut.
(67 comments)

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting
 
Notice: This account is set to log the IP addresses of everyone who comments.
Links will be displayed as unclickable URLs to help prevent spam.