"Aulin...Aulin! Where are you?" Darrius had been looking for her for two hours. It was riddiculus that a small girl was beating a vampire at hide-and-seek. He couldn't understand how she was escaping his senses, until now. Just as he was contemplating her miraculus escape, he noticed a slight twitch of a rose bush twenty yards away. Sneaking up behind the bush, Darrius quickly dove in only to find his dog Soranth.
"Attack!" Was all Darrius heard from behind him before he was further knocked over onto the ground. Looking up through his long black hair, Darrius could see the golden veil of curls framing the angelic face that he loved so much. Wiping a tear of laughter from her eye, Aulin looked down at her first love, blushing slightly. But no blush on his face could even compare to the crimson stain expanding along his chest...
 Cirque du Gothique Ballet · Sun Sep 14, 2008 @ 04:08pm · 0 Comments |
