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[20 May 2013|07:33pm] |
I didn't know if it was night or day, that's the only reason I closed my eyes, down in the dark, in the hallway with no windows, and the water and the waves again and again and the softness of it when you kick another leg and the little fish with too many teeth have gummed it, made it pulpy and pale and the red and I knew it wasn't I knew I wasn't but it's all so close anyway, all the time, just there in the place between heartbeats, where you fall down, and I lost track again and the red and the waves again and again like in veins, like they keep coming back when I sleep or when I'm alone and I needed
Finnick? I was in the ocean. I didn't want to be afraid but I was. I think it's been days now.
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[20 May 2013|10:55pm] |
Damn it, just go through already.
[pause of a minute, then second message, also unfiltered]
Did that work? Is this working? Prim? Peeta? Anyone?
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