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vocab_drabblesTitle: 'When the Lights Fade Out, All the Sinners Crawl'
Fandom: Original Fiction
Author:but_can_i_be_trusted
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Original
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted tolyricaltitles
Summary: Late at night, with the sun ages away from rising, they come out.
Late at night, with the sun ages away from rising, they come out.
Almost nameless, they wander about. Strolling beneath the city lights and the blackened sky. With nothing to think about, and nothing to accomplish. Some have come out with trouble and sin on their minds; others are just out because they can’t find anything to do with their spare time, alone and uncared for.
None seem to care, about themselves, each other, or anyone else. Too jaded with life to think even vaguely of metanoia, of anything that could give them some manner of purpose, they tread aimlessly.
Fandom: Original Fiction
Author:
but_can_i_be_trustedRating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Original
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted to
lyricaltitlesSummary: Late at night, with the sun ages away from rising, they come out.
Late at night, with the sun ages away from rising, they come out.
Almost nameless, they wander about. Strolling beneath the city lights and the blackened sky. With nothing to think about, and nothing to accomplish. Some have come out with trouble and sin on their minds; others are just out because they can’t find anything to do with their spare time, alone and uncared for.
None seem to care, about themselves, each other, or anyone else. Too jaded with life to think even vaguely of metanoia, of anything that could give them some manner of purpose, they tread aimlessly.
