Schwinn Spinner Repair

This is to Nori, a super atrasadísimo birthday gift. Thank you for being so patient to wait! D =

Wonderland Author Title .- .- .- Yopis
couple In my opinion, Mukuro + Yamamoto. Warnings
.- It is probably the most bizarre they have read in their lives, I apologize in advance.


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walk aimlessly, just admiring the scenery. Branches of trees dancing to the wind imposes. You can not distinguish the leaves are just a mixture of oil paints, free after someone stole the lines that demarcate, having a party with the wind.

But it strange and just smile. Even when the grass on which you walkmade the same consistency, or actually the whole place is like, and you can get to see naughty droplets stick to your shoes and jump back to its origin at every step you take. It's like being inside a box.

Except you. Lines still have limitations but you can feel in the tips of your fingers how to let you try to discard lose color.

But something's stopping you, but you're not sure what.

The wind shifts and shades of magenta and yellow absorb more.

fall. The leaves of the branches jump to sink into the grass and blended with green.

is when you see something else in the picture, someone like you who have not been assaulted by the robber llines. A sleek black cat trots around the bushes.

you look and look, hoping both for a time without moving, before it starts to run, leaving no choice but to do the same, by a shared impulse.

And while running behind the cat you wonder if you have not heard anything like this before, to explain the strange feeling of déjà vu in your mind.

you remember and laugh. Of course, common that children's tale. But you're not a blond girl, and he a white rabbit, if not the other way around, curiously. So I suppose it is not the same and not end up falling into a black hole.

And maybe at some point you wonder why you keep on. The landscape does not change but
HTMLXC all at once: pain, hunger, cold

- your eye is accustomed to the darkness, but also the warmth of someone else holding her body on the uneven floor.

And looking up, smiling again. The place seems to have nothing to

wonderful, did not take tea in a fancy or met any queen.

But ...

silhouette smiles and leans on you. His eye seems to glow in the dark, a deep magenta.

"Welcome back to hell, Yamamoto Takeshi. You
if catch the rabbit cat.



J-swear I'm alive, s