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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    Sebastian doesn't know what to make of the sharp-eyed criminal who slams into his life in a scuzzy back alley. Anyone else would run, but Seb isn't just anyone.

     A shiver slinks down my spine. I don’t hold much stock in threats, but something tells me this man would hunt me down and disembowel me just for the hell of it.

     A flick of his cigarette, a squeal of tires, and he’s gone. Under a yellow puddle of streetlight and next to a cooling corpse, I’m left with the distinct impression that whatever life in London might offer, it ain’t gonna be dull. I slip back into the bar and leave by the front. Black eyes and a wicked smile linger in my mind as I walk home. I’ve gone three blocks before it occurs to me I don’t even know his name. 

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    24 Mar 2014

  2. Public Bookmark 77

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    It was Sherlock who first told Quentin that most people didn’t see Vivaldi as a never ending string of pale blue lines, the Prime Minister’s voice on the telly as a thick paint stroke of forest green, the sound of the traffic when they ventured into London as gunshot blasts of grey and red and orange.
    (Or, the one where Q has Synaethesia)

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    25 Jan 2013

  3. Public Bookmark 91

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    Q’s twenty-seven and has been a Guide for half his life and he’s already come to terms with the fact there was no one for him.
    And now... A broken double-oh?

    (now also with chinese translation)

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    19 Jan 2013

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    What if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin during key points in our life, and we'd have to figure out what they mean for ourselves?

    James' skin was full of scars, wounds and tattoos, of death, dying love and tragedy. There was death, so much death, but something else, something new. What did sagax mean, and why was it on his skin?

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    19 Jan 2013

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