We live in the blue ruin
April 6, 2017 2:06 AM Subscribe
A short story by Felicia C. Sullivan The Preliminaries You are permitted twenty things from the old life before the move. Fingers count. Single eyelashes count. A breath does not. Breathing is a given. Antiseptic is forbidden. Bones, you can have those. Don’t bother with your voice — it’ll be removed in stages. Besides, no one speaks inside The Blue.
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