August 25, 2020, 11:42 AM
He spotted her long before she called out to him. Her fair pelt glowed when the lighting traveled through the clouds. Her eyes are a beacon.
Witch.
Witch.
Whitney.Was she an apparition? Cenric was tempted to reach forward and find out, but he stayed glued to the spot. Déorwine’s don’t touch the unblessed.
You escaped.
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and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - August 17, 2020, 07:36 PM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Whitney - August 25, 2020, 11:23 AM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - August 25, 2020, 11:42 AM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Whitney - August 25, 2020, 09:40 PM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - August 25, 2020, 09:49 PM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Whitney - August 27, 2020, 10:55 AM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - August 27, 2020, 11:12 AM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Whitney - September 11, 2020, 04:40 AM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - September 12, 2020, 11:48 AM