I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M POSTING HERE AFTER 2 YEARS, but the power of Inception, right. This is for
summertea, who knows all the ways into my heart. We started talking about where Arthur would keep his secrets, because a bank or prison seemed too pedestrian and we decided he was pretentious enough to probably use a moleskin (what, they're secure). Wrote the entire fic with Arcade Fire's "Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains" on repeat.
time to cut the lights
Arthur & Eames, the closest I get to Arthur/Eames
( we run away, but we don't know why / and like a mirror these city lights shine / they're screaming at us 'we don't need your kind' )
time to cut the lights
Arthur & Eames, the closest I get to Arthur/Eames
( we run away, but we don't know why / and like a mirror these city lights shine / they're screaming at us 'we don't need your kind' )
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