Infinite Time
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Ongoing6m
Last published Thu, May 7, 2015
Time is frozen and I am the only one I think is moving. People still have pulses there just frozen. Everyone is just .... still. The clock is frozen, which leads me to beileve that it's been the same day for days. Never night always day. Oh wait I haven't told you about Clary! She's my best friend and some how is not frozen with me. Also she's not straight, the only good thing is that she doesn't hit on me ... often. So far it's just me and her. Off to see the world searching for other people who aren't frozen.
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