#also i hate tumblr's new post editor and the inability to edit link text

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You Are Never All Alone

Rachel isn't certain what time it is. She only knows that it's brutally late or inhumanly early, depending on one's point of view. Her own view is unblinkingly focused on one very particular point, and she can't be bothered to tear her eyes away and rummage around for her (quite probably dead) phone to check on the official time.

A Calliope (late) birthday ficlet.

Chapter 63 of It Happened In A Blink @

AO3

FFN