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TID Appreciation Week: Day Two (Favorite Ship) ⇢ Herongraystairs

❝ How they loved each other, these three, how they had suffered for each another, and yet how much joy they clearly took from simply being in the same room. ❞

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When I was a kid, before the accident, I’d lay awake at night listening to the sirens. I liked to put stories to them. Trying to figure out what they were for, ambulance or cops, robbery or fire. I don’t know, just a stupid game. But after I lost my sight, after my abilities developed, I realized how many sirens there actually were…how much this city suffered every single night.