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I was moving at blur-speed. I could tell because all the faces around me — pale, moonlit, on the verge of surprise — were smeared like a wet oil painting that'd met the wrong end of a drunken stagger. Not that I'd done that in more years than I could count — either paint, or fall into a fresh canvas after one too many shots of Jack — but it's one of those mental images that's slow to fade.

~Wild Bill, Vertigo (Channeling Morpheus #2), by Jordan Castillo Price

"Rock Melt" by Nikkistrange, from fuckyeahpsychedelics.tumblr.com


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