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Jewel
Oct 1, 2008 2:30:26 GMT -5
Post by demitri on Oct 1, 2008 2:30:26 GMT -5
It crept through the shadow of the cold halls of the castle Seeping beneath the doors of the dungeon study Sliding across the stone floors Dripping from the walls until it reached the door of the King, and his Queen It collected at the foot of his bed Silent A hand forming from the black Thin fingers tracing the jewel at the King’s bedside as the protective gem attempted to warn its master until It rippled, hands of ill intent piercing through the crystal, silencing it, “Not tonight…” Echoed an unfamiliar voice, “Tonight I will reclaim what is mine.” Familiar green eyes stared down Jack as a smile curled upon the thin face of a young man, “My King…”
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