"What is life but a string of bad memories, painfully dotted with moments
of hope?" Willy said, feeling a bit morose. Fin had gone without a word. He
was in a new body with new feelings and little more. He wandered a flat
that didn't feel as if he belonged in it.
But it's home.
Willy knew where his true home was. Perhaps it was time to return.
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Date: 2017-06-29 09:35 pm (UTC)"What is life but a string of bad memories, painfully dotted with moments of hope?" Willy said, feeling a bit morose. Fin had gone without a word. He was in a new body with new feelings and little more. He wandered a flat that didn't feel as if he belonged in it.
But it's home.
Willy knew where his true home was. Perhaps it was time to return.