The candles weren’t really necessary, he considered, amused, though they did give the room a pretty glow, flames flickering muted shadows onto the walls. He blew out the few fading embers on the match, permeating the air with curling smoke, heavy and putrid. He ran fingers along the smooth paper spread across the table, nails tracing every crease
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I actually ranted about the cliffie to another friend.
You've gained a new reader.
Mwahaha.
Now, as I said on the meme, run, Alfred, RUN! XD
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