I am alone...

For days and days I have sat and awaited the one who will call me her own, the day my limbs no longer collect dust, but love. The day my book no longer remains empty. The moment when I find my other half, and she finds me.

Today is going to be that day. I can feel it in every fiber and stitch I have.

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Now with a dramatic reading by Neighrator Pony!

Placed 13th in the Write-Off 'Closing Time'. Editing work by Cerulean Voice.