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OPEN | prompt one | RAIN
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prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. |
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prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. |
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[ his tone is half-hearted, the statement more out of habit than because wes expects it to be heeded. if wes had a dime for everytime he repeated that phrase, he'd be richer than sin. wes could tell jacob to knock that off until he was blue in the face, and it wouldn't get him anywhere.
but still, wes can't quite let it go. ]
There's none of that within twenty miles of here.
[ the tone is wistful. wes misses the trappings of his old life, that much is plain to anyone. but it's dead and buried and gone. he won't see any of that again in this life. ]