alamerysl + rpf + shakespeare/marlowe   1

postcardmystery: let me lay waste to thee
To leave this keen encounter of our wits, writes Will, his eyes bloodshot and his hand still shaking, bathed in the weak light of an early London morning. He only sees Kit's face, when he lets his eyes close, for a second, and nothing more.
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march 2012 by alamerysl

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