The Ache

Oct 20, 2010 21:38

Her hands they ached and craved. Craved flesh, craved the bones buried within it. The ache reached higher into to her heart. It begged to be filled.  A night like this meant the ache would be satisfied.

The moon high and bright, the shadows long and deep, easy places for her to hide. For her to fade, leap and stalk in. Stalk she would. Her prey ( Read more... )

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exblonded October 20 2010, 23:51:39 UTC

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billys_pin_up October 21 2010, 00:21:20 UTC
Thanks -^v^-

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