She gathered herself up. She left a sizeable tip on the table. She paid her tab at the bar. Pulling her coat on, Volusia headed out, into the night. The air felt slightly warmer with a few drinks running through her blood. She watched her little granny boots poking out shyly from under her long black skirt, muttering to herself.
+++The Fall of Roses+++
The story of Osiris City and the supernatural creatures which inhabit it. (Come play with us...)
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