Where are we in the thick of things? It's not that we are seeking, but that we are knowing. Going to the brain is not quite the same as knowing the riddle of life.
A random collection of particles loosely connected to form a being with little to no idea of self.
Bits of hair and flesh bound over bone and veins. A sack for parasites.
A writer too.
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Arkenau
Jan 19, 2015 11:31AM
A deleted snippet from a werewolf fic I am working on -At first glance, one might think living with werewolves would be pretty exciting. After all, every movie, show, and story out there says it is...View all Conversations
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