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RE: The Winter Raven Made This Its Hold
It was always thick with carp, and he'd find himself thinking of how much his cats loved these fresh-water fish.
and the confirmation
Cobwebs hung undisturbed in the corners, and the leaden floorboard dust was thick - - preserved with a frantic map of feline tracks, a life still in motion.
His daily excursion was a distraction from the radio silence at home - a silence so heavy it felt like an assault on his ears.
I'm glad the writing can convey that 💗💗💗