Love of death (Part 1)

Jun 27, 2006 21:05

Sitting along in the drawing room Auther looked about. The fire on the heart flickered in the cool night air, it's licking tongues of amber and red eating away at the logs he's had delivered. A heavy sigh escaped his thin lips. Now Auther wasn't a big man nor was he what many would call good looking. He was a mousy thing with short nondescript ( Read more... )

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sylverwolfe June 28 2006, 03:48:01 UTC
grar! you damn well better write part two! i wanna know what happens!!!!

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