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"Why can't you just admit that you'd be happier here?"
I raise my voice: "Why can't you see that I wouldn't be happy anywhere without you?" - "Wayward Son", Prologue.


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2019-10-31

Day 28: RIDE

“Thirty-one hours to San Diego?!”

Wayward Son, by

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2019-10-29

Day 21: TREASURE
“I’m about to step in when I see something blue tumble towards me on the wind...”—Baz, by .
(I know, I promised no but this prompt made it irresistible. I made the citation as vague as I could!)

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2019-10-22

“Simon Snow, it hurts to look at you when you’re this happy.”

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2019-10-06

more serious art,,,,,,,,,,,,,, wayward son had me feeling different

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2019-10-06