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TravellerAnd do not forget,Traveller by ~FaeFallen
That though you may voyage to many worlds
And behold many wonders,
There is only ever one place that you came from,
And to only one that your bones belong.
EndarkeningThere’s a door in my head.Endarkening by ~FaeFallen
It’s wooden; a wooden door. I think it used to be painted, but the paint’s come away so that all that’s left are scraps. The paint was… green. Old green, like centuries seen through dying leaves. There’s a round, brass handle on the right hand side, tarnished with age, and an old fashioned lock beneath it. The door is… in a corridor. A white, plaster corridor. Its old- chunks of plaster have fallen away. But there’s no cobwebs. The floor is wooden, too, long wooden floorboards that stretch forwards and backwards. There are shadows, but the shadows are wrong. There a
Reason 00001- KindnessThank you for the silent miracles. Thank you for the kindness that will cause a stranger to give food to a homeless person and for the man who will give his own organs to save his childhood sweetheart. Thank you for the people on the high street that you avoid because they’re trying to talk to you, when all they want is to cheer you up.Reason 00001- Kindness by ~FaeFallen
Thanks for the people who pay it forward and the mother who will give the heart of her dead child so that a little boy can live. Thank you for the people who don’t have to care but still do. Thank you for the Good Samaritans and the Flock.
There’s a tradition in Naples, Italy. If you order
Body and Soul 2She stood in the shadows that no one saw, watching with careful interest. Her mind wasn’t used to tiny concepts like entertainment, appearance and understanding; vast space did not provide much in the way of any of these. Opposite her, a long streak of black roughness ran from one side to the other. It looked sticky, but when she had touched it was as unforgiving, in a small way, as the oceans of ice on some of the planets she vaguely remembered. Bubbles moved along it in both directions, noisy, stinking and fast. Even in the human confusion around her, she recognised instinctively the pattern of flying metal that seemed linked inextricBody and Soul 2 by ~FaeFallen
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I'm extremely open minded. gay/straight male/female old/young black/white, don't care. all I expect is to not be a dishonorable fuckhead, and be interesting. 
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me for my photography if you don't already do 
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