Don't Mess With Ouija Boards
12-31-2013, 06:52 PM
Once again the silenced angel was drawn to Kennocha lake. The ice was still coating the waters. She moved across the solid ground, until her golden orbs came to rest on a figure. She bit back a snarl. It was 'the crimson demon' as he called himself. Little bastard. She hadn't even caught his name, before he shoved her off a fucking ledge. And twisted her ankle. That was before the bastard of a cat had taken her tongue out, and enslaved her. Fucking hell, she hated men. Well most men. She wanted to scream at him, shove him into the lake. That would be funny. But alas, she couldn't be bothered. She simply walked up and stood behind him. Seeing how long it would take the bastard to notice. Speech, Thought, Others, |
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