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little emily was alone. when the moon was nearly full, shedding a sombre darkness in the sky. the water felt lukewarm, carrying a sweet scent, it whispered deliciously, but no sound was made. she could hear a fainting beg: "oh dear child, make a wish tonight--- or someone precious to you will die." (...to be continued) -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 68.237.216.176 ※ 編輯: Tabrith 來自: 68.237.216.176 (07/17 04:23)
leighmeow:好可怕的FOUNTAIN 07/17 11:01
spacedunce5:怎麼最近都流行深夜寫詩與未完成式?XD 07/17 12:10
hahastarr:GJ! 07/17 13:48
souffrance: http://goo.gl/jiATU 07/17 17:07
Tabrith:i sat down and wanted to write something, 07/17 21:53
Tabrith:but as i process i started over-editing it... 07/17 21:53
Tabrith:it felt so inorganic i had to stop :( 07/17 21:54
spacedunce5:完全了解 07/17 23:10