Rusty old spikes

Ye, somwhat back now, summer is gone, time to start living again, time to let shit flow inside the creative side of my mind again.
Continue with the scripts or rather I started earlier today, 11 new fresh pages written, timeconsuming as hell since it wasn't dark outside when I started writing but what the hell?
Now I only need a new playlist that can set the mood for the ending of the story.

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