the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made btw. And also the sign flashed out its warning in the words that it was forming. And the sign said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls and whispered in the sound of silence”. if you even care
Looking through your Ao3 bookmarks and seeing that little “This has been deleted, sorry!” is like finding a gravestone, but the writing’s too worn down to read what it was standing for anymore.
What were you, Bookmark #336… What stories did you tell? Which words were it that once left a mark on my soul?
*touches my laptop screen like it’s text from an ancient ruin*
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