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Oh, Child » He smells of dark nothings and nightmares. It's enough to have the thin, little hairs on the back of my neck raise and enough to have a chill run wild down my spine. His pale, slender fingers wrap around my fragile wrist. His eyes are laughing and then he runs. I follow.
Fiction: Romance, K+, English, Romance & Supernatural, chapters: 2, words: 1k+, 4/7/2013
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