Fragments1. Your clockwork appendages were cold to the touch, the industrial complex you called your mind was grating gear against gear where the unoiled works kept clacking away; your heart was a tick-tocking machine that counted the hours while the corrosion settled in.Fragments by `SilverInkblot
2. "You know what you need?
"You need an adventure. Let's go have one."
3. I wanted to hold the thunder in glass jars and write long letters on faded parchment; instead I applied to retail stores to fuel my obsessions for the easily consumed and quickly forgotten.
4. He turned at the sound of my camera snapping, just in time for me to capture the expression on his face curious, unguarded.
5. I believe I'm hollow inside I believe everything that comes out of my mouth is nothing more than the brontide of all the stones I've swallowed.
6. She didn't want to say anything if she interrupted now, his epiphany would be lost and they really needed to get the wormhole working.
All the same, the hatchet in her