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Aug 25, 2005 20:37

The Manhattan River was at times soothing, especially in the hazy moonlight and after a good feeding. The water was pitch black and splashed softly against the stone wall that Trinity stood upon, gazing down at the gentle ripples and crests on the water's surface.

It was a particularly chilly night, though she didn't mind it at all. The cool air only sharpened her senses, making her more alert.

It helped her to sense the being that began to near here well before they were close enough to see in the darkness.

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