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froodleShe said the sky had eaten her son, and Marshall had no idea what to do about it.
Or, well. That was a lie, wasn't it? At the back of the Evidence Locker there was a white ribbon, now turning yellow with age, and a construction of tulle and Lego that resembled a wind tunnel. He could pick up the 'phone and ask the question, and the thing that howled with his sister's voice might even give him an answer.
It might even give him the truth.
He pushed the thought away, shuddering, and declined to take on her case.
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Or, well. That was a lie, wasn't it? At the back of the Evidence Locker there was a white ribbon, now turning yellow with age, and a construction of tulle and Lego that resembled a wind tunnel. He could pick up the 'phone and ask the question, and the thing that howled with his sister's voice might even give him an answer.
It might even give him the truth.
He pushed the thought away, shuddering, and declined to take on her case.
Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History
( Read more... )
Ongoing Verse: Weather
( Read more... )
