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(cogito ergo sum.) ([personal profile] bu773rfly) wrote in [community profile] balance_logs 2019-10-06 03:36 am (UTC)

[There is...

Ah. A name. A place to be. A thread. A single action -

The shift from complete overload to Darkness is instant. Then the butterflies come, invisible in the total lack of light but piling in, seeking shelter, building shelter against the noise. A blanket, a wall, a cocoon. It muffles out half of the sound. Then half of that half. Shivering, breathing, holding on for long seconds into minutes.


Breathe.]





Uhhh, [Erika says so very very faintly, sounding halfway over the edge and like she can't hear herself. The kind of out of control you can only achieve at 2AM sleepovers or in the midst of mortal peril.] There's a joke. It goes like. We've got to stop meeting like this.

[There is a very loud pause after that and then the weirdest possible giggle, another early-morning-giddy, someone-else-is-home-right-now sound.]

I'm - I'm here.

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