mordicai caeli (mordicai) wrote,
mordicai caeli

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the long road home from utica.

the charlatans & quacks brought their leeches & their tonics to the bed of the princess, but their arts were not sovreign against the poison. barbers & chirugeons bled her & laid about her flesh with scalpels, but to no avail. the charming girl was doomed, by all accounts. lying there with a large black pearl clasped above her heart. her face was opened like a locket to the sentimentalies of angels & demons, an empty box set forth like a buffet.

its little surprise the cowboy killer found her.

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