08-03-2008, 07:40 PM
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The madness in his blood belonged to his father, and to the Khalif. While his mother had never explained that madness, dear old Auntie Misery had done so—sometimes speaking to people he knew were not there. Laughing and pushing his hair from his face, Draco smiled in a way that set his eyes on fire. “A masquerade, by chance?” Shrugging and putting his hands behind his back, the blue-eyed boy continued to smile at some joke only he was in on. “Must have lost my invitation.”
I've got to remember this is just a game
The madness in his blood belonged to his father, and to the Khalif. While his mother had never explained that madness, dear old Auntie Misery had done so—sometimes speaking to people he knew were not there. Laughing and pushing his hair from his face, Draco smiled in a way that set his eyes on fire. “A masquerade, by chance?” Shrugging and putting his hands behind his back, the blue-eyed boy continued to smile at some joke only he was in on. “Must have lost my invitation.”