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Memories Are All We Really Own
May. 30th, 2006 06:27 pmHis recent activities with Gorlim had been nothing compared to what he has in store for the man tonight.
Or the following nights.
The room had been dressed specifically.
His appearance chosen with the greatest of care.
Ruin, who now looked like Gorlim's past lover, dear lover, the lover who had left him, waited, half-dressed.
The room was a memory woken from the depths of Gorlim's mind.
Or the following nights.
The room had been dressed specifically.
His appearance chosen with the greatest of care.
Ruin, who now looked like Gorlim's past lover, dear lover, the lover who had left him, waited, half-dressed.
The room was a memory woken from the depths of Gorlim's mind.
