/lit/ - Literature

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It was too late. Kilo effortlessly kicked the Stigg over the ledge. It fell beyond without so much a sound. He slowly closed the door and all the noise of pandemonium of falling lamps of folding walls ended and fled. Silence again.
Minus looked with tears threatening to fall, emotions trembling. Kilo looked back, trembling with rage slaked yet not banished. He had his revenge at last.
She would ask him why but she knew why. He would ask her to remember their friends. Of the casual destruction at the Stiggs hands. Of vengeance. She didn't agree. She didn't understand. They both saw the conversation playing out so they both said nothing. Until.
"You killed him."
"Yes. It had to..."
"It's over" she interrupted him.
"We are over"
And like that she walked away. And like that, Kilo lost the last thing he cherished in this House. No enemy, no band of mates, no girl.
I still have my spells, my hammer of glass. I'm even more of a feared warrior now after surviving this, he thought. I can still get new mates, maybe a new girl. Kilo felt his emotions stabilize, his soul wasn't plunging into the abyss anymore. It will all work out. I have lost and I have learned this night. He hefted his hammer and wandered deeper into the house.
I will start with a new enemy he thought.

>Fold corner
I should really stop this

>Receipt
Sometiomes I get paranoid over what some thief could gleam from my groceries/borrowed book list

>Mom gave me bookmarks with Monet paintings on.
They are rotting deep in some drawer. fuck Monet, Turner is where it's at.

>24k gold bookmark with intricate cherry tree stancing.
Got really paranoid about it being stolen and it also looked too pimp for my style. I lost it in the streets ofc.

So what are good ideas for bookmarks then? Pokémon cards?