The Last thing my grandfather said to me before he died was:
“You’ll always have hope.”
I think he knew that They were coming.
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Gecko X Machina: 1
1 .== At the Edge of Everything
Sweat-soaked, the Egyptian cotton sheets bunched up beneath them, threatening to pull loose from the corners of the mattress. Neither of them noticed, their hands too concerned with each other's bodies to worry about mere linens. He bit down on her shoulder, teeth leaving momentary impressions--the memory would last longer; the clenching of her muscles in sweet agony would remind her for days to come. She tried to stay silent, to listen to his ragged breaths.
The effort proved futile.
Sweat-soaked, the Egyptian cotton sheets bunched up beneath them, threatening to pull loose from the corners of the mattress. Neither of them noticed, their hands too concerned with each other's bodies to worry about mere linens. He bit down on her shoulder, teeth leaving momentary impressions--the memory would last longer; the clenching of her muscles in sweet agony would remind her for days to come. She tried to stay silent, to listen to his ragged breaths.
The effort proved futile.
Gecko X Machina
