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“You dip your fingers through your ribs; you close them around it, and tug.
It emerges from your skin with a soft, whispering slide, like the noise of wings.”
WHOOPS THERE GOES MY HEART
BEST DIRKJAKE FIC, HANDS DOWN.
Well, okay, tied with Find a Temple, Build a Temple.
This is a very good work of art for a very, very good work of fiction.
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