The smile fell from his face as Shelley walked over to him. Waiting for Graendal to make a move, he only paid a small attention to Shelley's unclothed form-the filmy sash could not qualify as it concealed nothing. She had obviously been abused, but that was to be expected, this would all end soon. There was but one course of action left.
As she held out a glass of wine, his hand closed around hers--
A roaring conflagration erupted, igniting the curtains, consuming Ishamael and Shelley, scorching the floor.
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Date: 2006-09-09 11:20 pm (UTC)As she held out a glass of wine, his hand closed around hers--
A roaring conflagration erupted, igniting the curtains, consuming Ishamael and Shelley, scorching the floor.
--And then, Graendal was alone in the room.