To Be Spellbound into Hellhounds
aleksandra rallied. for a moment, mark locked eyes with astrid ross, who was standing towards the back. he looked guilty, for only he knew what must have truly happened.
Songs of the Night Pt. 3 : May it Be..
._** aleksandra watched from the darkness, the black lace of her tattered dress whispering over the soft carpet as she moved to the side of the bed, gently stroking the buck's head as sleep claimed him once more.