The lips of the corpse are swollen, preposterously. They are also silent. You have no idea why you just said that.
Psyche
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The lips of the corpse are swollen, preposterously. They are also silent. You have no idea why you just said that.
Like in a circus! When the circus leaves town and they tie a black spotted giraffe to the wall of a carry-pen!
You still feel as though there might be some honour points. And if there are, you've surely earned one.
You feel as though it would be dangerous to set this creature free to roam about the cosmos.
Somewhere below, military-grade Sad is dripping off the walls... you should say the first thing. It's honest. It will lead to introspection.
The words washed away sound distant and strange suddenly. Somewhere far away, a dog barks.
Isn't that odd? How can you run so much?
If that's true then Revacholian lit would fit you like a glove.
That's you alright. A black hound licking your own heels.
Relax, you're not a 'new face'. She doesn't mean you. You are an outsider. And a cop, remember?
You could ask her about your hunch. That it was a desperate measure. See if she thinks Ruby fits the bill.
Olden days were golden days. Life's lustre is lost on those who speed.
Perhaps the mysterious music is somehow connected to the case? A rusálka, or a half-demonic apsara, singing...
Does this feel like a good thing though?
The 'Feld Electric' mural... you feel like you should go look at it again. Step closer this time.