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The Stacks It's like a deep forest in here, he whispers as he's strung along, hand entwined by the resolute talons of one small enough to crush if he got in the mood. But that day's not today. Today, they're flying past the narrow end of the library stacks, the rhythm a hypnotizing backdrop in heads already swimming with sunshine. She leads by some sort of intuition she doesn't fully understand or explain, as if the dust in the air is speaking a dead language she was fortunate enough to study on a whim one summer in grade school. So he follows, watching her hair whip around as she looks back to make sure he's still there, despite the grip on his hand.The Stacks by *fallenidle
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"I Was Somewhere in Wyoming" by :develzorrito:
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