Sweet silver bells...

[wolven7]

Tomandandy - [Carol of the Bells]--- There are images of giant, slow-moving spiders, crawling across the screen in my mind. Underbelly and legs, walking across the frame.

This is what i see, when i close my eyes, right now.

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[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Weave the web, shake to hear the chimes of strands of chrome and thought...And every time a bell rings, an Angel gets their wings...

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Moving too terribly out of synch, with everything else, for my weaving to be useful, here, and i don't feel like working Top-Down, right now... But oh well.

And every time they try to be righteous, at me, i'll rip them off.

New meaning to the phrase "Grow a pair."