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I can do better. In a dark dream delivered by the ceiling graves awaken, dug out, dead reanimated. Ambience suits death and life after to retain what was, what remained, what to be. Careful not to kill endings.
RF hosts them in a hall. Bright, extremes in contrast, glowing. They aren't hungry, or thirsty. They have had enough. Had too little and adjusted.
More is tempted. But alternatives to what they want most unwelcome competitors that killbthem, and possibility.
RF fucks herself and says she needs help. Men and women oblige, as many as can fit parts in touching her, helping her.
They give what they can't have without cutting off or guilt at that. Generous for her. Giving life.
It comes out and comes into them. Generated. They are in giving.
Healed of hope they have their dreams. And see they don't die.
