on the tip of Hoy
the cavernous hall spewing
dense black smoke and clawing bodies
poking the fire
the gaseous mix burning his lungs
a sea of dead bodies
the building was unthinkable
the dolls hair matted and stuck to their faces
they couldn't get out
high pressure hoses to no avail
1.46am, 29.01.13. misc notes
the harpie Nic and cloud clockwork and bisto are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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