this odd place

When you and I were first in love we drove
to the borders of Connacht
and entered a wood there.

Look down you said: this was once a famine road.

My name is Rebecca and I am twenty-seven. I love words, I love words in short tight sentences; I love words tangled together endlessly; I love words made into stories, made into thoughts; I love words sewn together in quiet, tangible sensory-images.

Here is where I have compiled my favorite fanfics from my dearest OTPs (or just of characters I like very much) and here is where I talk about these incredible authors and compelling stories.


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