Content warnings: Emotional/verbal relationship abuse

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The world was on fire, and Anjelica hadn’t slept in three days. She floated in the smell of smoke. It dripped through her hair, carried on the Santa Anas, soaked into her pores, trickled in under her closed eyelids, till she was sure she could see it writhe against the red darkness.

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This episode was read by Rebecca. She can be found here.

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Translating Arcadia is written, directed, & edited by Lee Seguinte.

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