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10-20-2013, 04:05 PM
Hate were his disguise and mask of certainty, and yet it was not with deliberate intention that he bore it; nor, that he bore it so well. nails clicked against the ground idly and busily as the godly man prowled. tongue slithered across inky lips and eyes devoured the landscape with no particular interest in examining much else. he had no favor in the sights before him nor did he have interest in the woman that so boldly put herself before him. eyes danced over her frame and he would not have given her a fraction of anything had she not departed into the caves. lips twisted into a grimace of perturbation and he drew himself into the same crevice by which she had entered several moments afterward. he could hear the clicks of her nails resounding off the walls and a wry grin would twist over his lips as a low growl began to rumble in his throat and echo through the caves. he knew not where she was and she couldn't possibly know of his whereabouts? "Are you hiding?" his tones rattled and vibrated and repeated over and over again until the chords died and he merely waited in the silence. |
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