Dead Pleasures
Scavenger
I may not be as goth as goth can be, but im me
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Post by Dead Pleasures on Oct 3, 2007 23:33:08 GMT -5
Crimson sniffed the air, she could sense someone approaching and hid behind a tree in the shadows as the figure walked into the cemetry where she fed
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Echo
Fledgling
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Post by Echo on Mar 6, 2008 0:07:15 GMT -5
Stepping into the moonlit clearing, her senses picked up a figure near by. Without even the slightest hesitation, the woman's gaze would shift to the tree behind which the figure hid. Unable to resist, she'd roll her eyes before shifting her sight across the many old, crumbling headstones. There seemed to be a comfort in seeing the variety of sorrow scattered over the damp graveyard that couldn't be found elsewhere. As she spoke, her voice rang out in a low rumble, "You hide from your own kind? Pity."
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