"How does it end?"
"How does what end?"
"The story. My story. Or maybe your story. I'm not sure who it belongs to anymore."
"I think you'll have to give me that answer."
"Well...does it have to end?"
"Everybody's story has an ending."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Of that, I am absolutely certain."
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Bugsy Watts
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Unnoticed, the clock struck into the next day. Before my eyes, as midnight came and went, the words on the pages over which I poured blurred together. Meaningless under my over-tired gaze, they looped around themselves, slowly winding lines of text twisting themselves into knots as I watched, barely awake enough to do more than notice the change.
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Beautiful xx
I'm honestly getting Pratchett/ Discworld vibes off of this one. This was lovely.