A Vampyric VignetteThe shadows loomed ever closer. The pale shape in the clinging white nightgown gasped and looked about frantically, but could find no clear path to the moonlight. The dripping wax candelabra flickered from a rogue and unexpected breeze. The silence of the crypt oppressed and confined, forcing the woman back toward the weak flames.A Vampyric Vignette
“I should not have come here,” she whispered.
Laughter echoed faintly in the chamber, or perhaps she just imagined it? Were those shapes of figures or just her own silhouette, cast against the shadow-screen of the walls?
But yes, that movement there, it was clear! The
monster mash : )
Love Dazed
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Sorry for my English, I know, I'm American; it must be horrible trying to decipher whatever I say.
______This wonderful person made my icon for me!
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Sorry for my English, I know, I'm American; it must be horrible trying to decipher whatever I say.
______This wonderful person made my icon for me!
teehee Amanda!
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Sorry for my English, I know, I'm American; it must be horrible trying to decipher whatever I say.
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*Why don't you make like a tree, and get the fuck outta here?*
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Sorry for my English, I know, I'm American; it must be horrible trying to decipher whatever I say.
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*Why don't you make like a tree, and get the fuck outta here?*
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Sorry for my English, I know, I'm American; it must be horrible trying to decipher whatever I say.
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Bored? Confused? Me too.
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*Why don't you make like a tree, and get the fuck outta here?*
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Bored? Confused? Me too.
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