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[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

If fog rolls in on cat feet, and the world ends in fire, then what poetry can be used to describe this?

Hello, City.

Did you miss me?

Before some of you announce that you don't know me, please be aware that redundancy bores me. You'd hate to do that.

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[voice]

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Say hello, James.

[voice]

[meowminx]

...Somehow I'm not surprised.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Have you been expecting me?

[origamiguardian.livejournal.com]

Sounds like T.S. Eliot to me. [and can't find anything else to say. She remembers Desire from the first time she was here, but this is the Endless that she finds terrifying.]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Don't be obvious.

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

The world ends in fire. Very Frost.

[a pause, then] I craved sweet things, but those seemed strong when I was young; the petal of the rose it was that stung.

Now no joy but lacks salt, that is not dashed with pain and weariness and fault... I crave the stain of tears...

Frost enjoyed dichotomies.

Hello.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

He liked to write about us.

Doctor.

comment not here;

[goryteller]

[Katurian doesn't set his communicator to respond. Instead, he turns it off, calmly puts it under a pillow, and quietly moves to the other end of the room to sit.]

comment not here;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

[There's tendrils of laughing in your head]

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[It's some time, before he answers.]

I've felt you, here. Desire.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Eddie.

[voice]

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Say hello, James.

[nine-tries.livejournal.com]

I think you talk as if your disapproval really matters, for us.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

It ought to.

[voice]

[meowminx]

...Somehow I'm not surprised.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Have you been expecting me?

[origamiguardian.livejournal.com]

Sounds like T.S. Eliot to me. [and can't find anything else to say. She remembers Desire from the first time she was here, but this is the Endless that she finds terrifying.]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Don't be obvious.

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

The world ends in fire. Very Frost.

[a pause, then] I craved sweet things, but those seemed strong when I was young; the petal of the rose it was that stung.

Now no joy but lacks salt, that is not dashed with pain and weariness and fault... I crave the stain of tears...

Frost enjoyed dichotomies.

Hello.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

He liked to write about us.

Doctor.

comment not here;

[goryteller]

[Katurian doesn't set his communicator to respond. Instead, he turns it off, calmly puts it under a pillow, and quietly moves to the other end of the room to sit.]

comment not here;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

[There's tendrils of laughing in your head]

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[It's some time, before he answers.]

I've felt you, here. Desire.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Eddie.

[voice]

[rock-it-punch.livejournal.com]

Aaah crap.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

I thought we solved your manners problem the last time I saw you.

permavideo;

[singlemanlytear]

You seem familiar.

permavideo;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

[There's a cloud of smoke, and glimpses of white skin. It's teasing]

We've met before. Many times.

[nine-tries.livejournal.com]

I think you talk as if your disapproval really matters, for us.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

It ought to.

text.

[sh-consulting.livejournal.com]

[Given how IMMEDIATELY nervous everyone answering this particular post got, Sherlock stalked back through the comm and found a few reasons as to why. Ah.]

Desire.

I don't believe we've met.

voice;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Mr. Holmes.

[voice]

[rock-it-punch.livejournal.com]

Aaah crap.

[voice]

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

I thought we solved your manners problem the last time I saw you.

permavideo;

[singlemanlytear]

You seem familiar.

permavideo;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

[There's a cloud of smoke, and glimpses of white skin. It's teasing]

We've met before. Many times.

text.

[sh-consulting.livejournal.com]

[Given how IMMEDIATELY nervous everyone answering this particular post got, Sherlock stalked back through the comm and found a few reasons as to why. Ah.]

Desire.

I don't believe we've met.

voice;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Mr. Holmes.

voice;

[niceassassin.livejournal.com]

Miss you?

[A sigh.]

I have terrible aim, it's true.

[All the people freaking out are making him curious.]

voice;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

You didn't.

[comesback.livejournal.com]

Shakespeare, maybe? There could be a sonnet or two that suits.

[And a slight, wondering pause.] I missed you, and I don't even know you. To my knowledge, anyway.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Jack.

comment not here;

[pilfered]

[ mr. eames will creep on this post like it's his job. ]

voice;

[niceassassin.livejournal.com]

Miss you?

[A sigh.]

I have terrible aim, it's true.

[All the people freaking out are making him curious.]

voice;

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

You didn't.

[comesback.livejournal.com]

Shakespeare, maybe? There could be a sonnet or two that suits.

[And a slight, wondering pause.] I missed you, and I don't even know you. To my knowledge, anyway.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Hello, Jack.