In a Shroud of Nightmares

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Strype
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Did he who make the lamb make thee?

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In a Shroud of Nightmares Jul 25, 2007 18:47:06 GMT -5

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Post by Strype on Jul 25, 2007 18:47:06 GMT -5

She nodded. "Well, um...goodnight," she said quietly, opening her door. With a last look back at him, she walked inside quietly, trying not to wake her roommate. She was intent on pulling on a pair of pajamas and sinking onto the bed gratefully. She was exhausted.

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Pietro Maximoff Moderator Quicksilver Speed Demon Posts: 11,157	In a Shroud of Nightmares Jul 25, 2007 18:57:12 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jul 25, 2007 18:57:12 GMT -5 "Goodnight," ::Pietro said with a nod of his head. Then he walked off down the corridor towards the room he shared with his sister.::
	For rarely are sons similar to their fathers: most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers. - Homer Who travels for love finds a thousand miles no longer than one. My lack of education hasn't hurt me none; I can read the writing on the wall. Everything looks worse in black and white.

In a Shroud of Nightmares

Post by Strype on Jul 25, 2007 18:47:06 GMT -5

Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jul 25, 2007 18:57:12 GMT -5