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“One apocalypse, please,” the very polite customer, a lady in a fine dust blue trench coat, requested.


The proprietor went looking through his baubles and artifacts from a hundred million worlds and brought forth the prettiest bauble at last.


“Ah. The knob for the door of creation.”


“Well,” she said with a smile. “You know what they say.”


“All good things come to an end,” he agreed.


She paid him a lovely hundred thousand souls, collected by her favorite sirens, after some amount of haggling, then went out to go back to her own world. Time to shut the door.


Date: 2017-07-27 08:02 pm (UTC)
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This reads like something by Neil Gaiman. Lovely.

Date: 2017-07-27 08:08 pm (UTC)
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YES! EXCELLENT!
(this kinda thing is what I needed today)

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