This, My night: Chapter 4 “Damn, Damn, Damn!” Darkness filled the golden tinted air around him. His low, thunderous voice echoed of the walls of the fire lit halls as his fist collided with the side of the hardened scrying basin with such force that the age old stone, cracked. The vision before him made his stomach turn and rage rise and bubble within him. His sweet, belov’ed Arianne, being enchanted him. A bloody vampire! Hatred filled his being as a deep, possessive growl escaped his throat. ‘This isn’t what I planned,’ Javen paced before the basin, deep in thought. ‘I should have acted sooThis, My night: Chapter 4
sleepy.
wassat?
nap time
STUPID FREAKIN MICHAEL!!!
Pain
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Bexagon
the Hexagon~
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oooh plot twists! weeeeeeeeeeee!!!
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Bexagon
the Hexagon~
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Rembrandt painted 300 paintings. Of these, 1000 are still in existence.
"Bob?" asked Steve, "Jim", Frank replied.
Shameless self advertisement! ~~~~> ~Off-The-WallxCrazy my writing account
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And that involves artistic nudes of me, and my life story through them! :] Thanks for the collection Brittany!
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"I want to run, but only far enough to make you miss me. "
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"I want to run, but only far enough to make you miss me. "
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