01-03-2008, 02:47 PM
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| He continued to watch the youth's pale eyes, and noticed that when the stranger looked at him, the younger wolf seemed to think absolutely... nothing. Nope, no thoughts at all. Just probably "what shall I say next?" Tamerlane, in comparison, was a prince of selflessness. Anyway, apart from the obvious attraction of a pretty boy over which to run his eyes, this meeting was by now more than tedious. Tell me, murmured the Spaher, is this an interview? If it is, you should know that I wasn't aware of it and, as such, have forgotten to write any of it down for whatever newspaper you hope will publish it. |