Change isn't treated well in the slaughterhouse. Aria learnt that far too late.
OR - in which seven hopefuls do whatever it takes to become the star of the ballet season
( original applyfic )
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I want to remember us this way— late September sun streaming through the window, bread loaves and golden bunches of grapes on the table, spoonfuls of hot soup rising to our lips, filling us with what endures. PETER PEREIRA, 'A Pot of Red Lentils' from Saying the World
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( the post-summer rush, lemony cocktails, skinny dipping in the creek, secrets, persimmons, pearls, the truth, the sting of salt water, blood, mosaic tiles )
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