Dec 29, 2003 14:50
The raven-haired vampiress Riley had cornered wasn’t frightened at all. “Poor little tin soldier, “Poor little tin soldier,” she crooned. “We’re linked, you and I. In a chain that never ends.”
Riley hesitated. “I don’t know you.”
“You know my dolly, though. Hate my dolly.”
“Drusilla.” He somehow wasn’t surprised.
“He took her from you, she took him from me. Now we’re all alone.”
“He doesn’t have her.”
“But he will. She’ll fall and rise, and he’ll rise and fall, and they’ll change the world.”
“Without us.”
“We’re just links. Tell me, are you a strong link?”
Riley couldn’t answer.
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