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[Text] the medium is the message; a riddle
Sep. 1st, 2011 08:04 pmIf I were to type you a poem, what would you think of me?
Look closer. Not all is as it first seems.
Look closer. Not all is as it first seems.
I would never wish for anyone to be forced to stay here, but I mourn for their loss all the same.
Human selfishness again.
Human selfishness again.
Break?
Yes, Emily?
Guess what I found?
What did you find?
A treasure map! A treasure map!
Treasure? My, my- what does it say.
I don't know! I can't read it.
Well, I can't read it either. How are we going to find the treasure, then?
Maybe we can ask someone to help?
Yes, Emily?
Guess what I found?
What did you find?
A treasure map! A treasure map!
Treasure? My, my- what does it say.
I don't know! I can't read it.
Well, I can't read it either. How are we going to find the treasure, then?
Maybe we can ask someone to help?
This is just stupid.
[But Break is perched in a window sill, laughing his head off.]
[But Break is perched in a window sill, laughing his head off.]
