I watched, after lunging at Rory the rage, and missing him, him pick my Dru, my pet, my love, into the air and slam her down on the stairwell. I didn't think anything of it, until I saw the bloody shattered wood and the look on her face. She made eye contact with me one last time, then exploded in front of all of us. I had failed to save her. I had
(
Read more... )