tempestletrope The light curved and waved until it met her husband's eyes. For a moment he seemed frozen in place. He stared blankly.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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tempestletrope The light curved and waved until it met her husband's eyes. For a moment he seemed frozen in place. He stared blankly.
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 12:54 AM
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