06-03-2008, 05:08 AM
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The male gave a sudden violent shake with his head, and stared at her, failing to make her look at him properly. She was weak, scared. He did not know her reason for being here, but he was obvious to the fact that she had to have an awful good reason. She spoke to him as if he was some sort of foul beast or worse. Sin and worse, very well, that was how he had turned out with the help of the rot that had taken place within his body long time ago. His right hand grabbed for the tattooed pentagram on the upper part of his chest. He had never heard such nonsense. You know how this will end.[/html]