| [ETHER] Directed to Jared. |
[22 Oct 2009|11:42pm] |
[some odd hours after this hits]
It hits like that gust of January cold slapping you as you turn the corner. Panic flavors it bitter. Jared is the first she bounces into, the leader, a logical choice when faced with this twisting fear. The surging of emotion jumbles things. It's a disrupted signal on the radio, sometimes too quiet, sometimes too loud.
Wha... where -- the hell...
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