Ruin, the Ten of Swords (
ten_of_swords) wrote2006-08-07 04:28 am
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He looks at the door.
M16.
He hadn't known where else to go. Not with the problem he had.
So.
He knocks.
And waits.
M16.
He hadn't known where else to go. Not with the problem he had.
So.
He knocks.
And waits.