12-22-2009, 12:57 PM
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| http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... _table.jpg);"> Oeeee, isje så bra post, denne! Perhaps he had never been truly innocent. He had carried on the deadly taint as long as he could remember. At first it had been a mere whisper, but it had pulsed and grown until he knew that there was no escape. They were a part of each other now, and Haku Soul was slowly losing a war he never realized existed. It was impossible for him to be less interested in the value the most recent litter’s mother held for her small ones. To him they were merely items and could never be anything else. Even Lillith was a mere item used to his advantage, though he was uncertain where he had her. She was different, but had yet to break through to caress the pitch black monster that only carried death in its pupil less eyes. They were all going to die. Jaws parted slightly, for the demonic Lilium wanted males. ”Vesle? Is that a name for male or female?” the man silently asked, looking down at the small, plump body. He guessed they were Lubomir’s. He had never liked the greyscale male. He seemed indifferent to her change of tone when she had spoken their names out loud. Actually he had not noticed it at all. He was losing his general focus on things. The world was slowly drowning in a mist that he could not make sense of. He was starting to fear that he was to drown. ”May I see the two other puppies?” he now asked, letting his baby blue gaze find the face he had grown up with. When had he turned his back at her? |