I realize it's been a while since this was posted, but I just started something I'm really having trouble with the beginning and logistics of, so I figured I'd throw it out there.
We traveled to a world where Morse code became our own personal language. "I suppose this is good," he said in dots and dashes, "since I could never find the right words to tell you how beautiful you are." So I suppose this is good. But I wish I could hear him say my name again.
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More than one sentence but literally all I have of the story...
Date: 2011-03-11 10:08 pm (UTC)We traveled to a world where Morse code became our own personal language. "I suppose this is good," he said in dots and dashes, "since I could never find the right words to tell you how beautiful you are." So I suppose this is good. But I wish I could hear him say my name again.