nothingtoregret: (Zero)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,341
Summary: When Four was a child and new to the fold, she only met one person who showed her any kindness.

Midnight was a frightening hour in the creaking house and the darkness swallowed her barefoot steps whole. )


nothingtoregret: Spiky-haired AI woman with a painted face. (Default)
Something witty that way went.

About The Author

Totally non-professional webauthor, writer of original fiction, gamer and professional spam-swatter.

Has a head filled with elves, bad-tempered government agents and motorbikes.

Possesses a ridiculous love of flat-pack furniture.



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