Death (original) (raw)
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September 21 2012, 04:47
I wake up in the small hours, ill and exhausted, and I find out about pebblepup. I didn't know. Pebble, you bright genius, you wit, you spark. You were always going to die, and before the rest of us, but you spent so long trouncing the odds and poking Fate in the eye that I never imagined, never found it conceivable, that you'd ever get round to dying soon.
Then as I'm going looking for comfort from mikosquirrel (who, thank fuck, is very much alive), I find that margaras died in a car crash nearly two weeks ago. Two weeks, and I didn't know.
Two at once. Two at fucking once.