 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Was that his name? Was he a person at all? He hardly knew. He DID know one of those voices though, the one saying what might have been his name. A bleary smile somewhere in his red-coated face (it still was a face, wasn't it?).
"Zinnia." And with that he fell into something that didn't feel at all like sleep: it didn't feel like anything at all.
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
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