Conspiracy
"Are you going to start that again?" Closing words.
So, I am sick. Home ill. Chilled and cringing. To urinate seems to engage all the muscle aches that are running their fingers along my unresisting body. Fickle body. Traitorous thing.
The conspiracy - fiction: narrator and reader.
So, I am sick. Home ill. Chilled and cringing. To urinate seems to engage all the muscle aches that are running their fingers along my unresisting body. Fickle body. Traitorous thing.
The conspiracy - fiction: narrator and reader.
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