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2005-08-20 11:26 pm (UTC)
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Flows of air lift her up.
A triumphant smile on his face.
"Every piece of music must have its ending, Lady Shelley."
He reached out and caressed her cheek with his blood soaked hand. Streaks of red left from his loving touch.
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A triumphant smile on his face.
"Every piece of music must have its ending, Lady Shelley."
He reached out and caressed her cheek with his blood soaked hand. Streaks of red left from his loving touch.