Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner (
mogget_cat
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2006-12-11 06:03 pm (UTC)
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He laughs, a strange sound in the twilight of Death. "Deal," he grins.
Spreading out a hand, he speaks the Words of Power that will open the gate.
And dashes through, swift and lightfooted as one who will never be out of breath.
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Spreading out a hand, he speaks the Words of Power that will open the gate.
And dashes through, swift and lightfooted as one who will never be out of breath.