The Mystery of the Man who Ran

Nov 14, 2004 00:00

Murdoch Steele, Private Eye, lounged with his feet proped on his desk, shadows from the window blinds striping his face. The last few wisps of smoke curled away from a crushed cigar, and a thick trenchcoat was serving as this detective's blanket for the night ( Read more... )

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ashy_jo December 13 2004, 21:34:15 UTC
kalen my dear you are too clever for words
"'Twas much too dark for Murdock to make out with any ladies, much less any detail anywhere on the figure."
how adorable
also
i like that you used 'twas

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