【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第六章（上）

（又超字数限制了。。。up分两期投了）
Chapter 6: my palms and fingers still reek of gasoline (from throwing fuel to the fire)
Summary:
And on a still and silent night, a different night, over the sounds of hooves rhythmically striking the earth, a king turned to a god and asked, “What do you think death is like?”
“Why do you ask?”
“What if he’s… What if it’s kinder to him?”
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Or, travels, travails, and truth
Notes:
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