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>> misfurtune // epigraph <<
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading – treading – till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through –
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum –
Kept beating – beating – till I thought
My Mind was going numb –
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space – began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here –
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down –
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing – then –
- Emily Dickinson
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Misfortune // Johanna Mason
Fanfiction'Sometimes I wish I died that day. It would have spared me all this trauma.' In which Calla Forte wishes she wouldn't have made it through her games. A girl who never forgets, faces her worst memories every day. She can't sleep at night without see...
