Salt water.

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teya cooper.

agastyb:

Poisoned by the dead fairy who holds my dreams captive.
I am automated now. Rage inside the machine. The cogs and bolts function
Like before, but all the while
The animus is dead;
Hollow – my torpedo speared through the darkness
Oblivious. Hiroshima: The conflagration
Was beau
And arrow…