Sunday, September 21, 2003

May 18, 2004 07:47

He felt it again...the delicious cocktail of loneliness, despair, and anger. It fed him like nothing else.

He tested his bonds experimentally; they still held, but he was growing stronger with each meal. The witch couldn't keep him chained forever -- especially with some of her own charges giving him the strength he needed to shatter those chains once and for all. He smiled to himself; the irony was almost as delicious as the emotions.

Almost.

He sat back, waiting.
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