my love, my love (
endragoned
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2013-04-10 03:31 am (UTC)
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The demon frowns thoughtfully.
Then he leans down to scoop up a clod of dirt from the ground.
He holds it up, says, "Name," and hands it to Isibel. "You," gesture to her holding the clod of dirt, "name."
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Then he leans down to scoop up a clod of dirt from the ground.
He holds it up, says, "Name," and hands it to Isibel. "You," gesture to her holding the clod of dirt, "name."