song_tra_bong: (shoulder)
Mary Anne Bell ([personal profile] song_tra_bong) wrote 2005-12-08 02:28 am (UTC)

They stare at each other in silence. He takes a step towards her. Her hand tightens on the sword.

They are underground, in the dark. He is closer to her than one step should have brought him.

"And what exactly is it you do want," he whispers in her ear.

She knows that voice. And he is so close.

Her eyes fly open. He is watching her. Her heart pounds in her chest and she does not speak.

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