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"So, you want to help me?"
"I was sent to do just that."
We walked out of the barn, he lead me to a carrage. That's right a carrage, a black one, looked like it came stright out of Hell. A mighty sheiger horse was strapped to it, looking proud. He opened the door.
"We must go! Get in!"
I jumped inside and we took off. I felt weird inside this thing. It was beautiful inside: Black and red lace and silk all around, yet, there seemed to be a presence. Someone or something was watching me.
The carrage stopped and I thrown to the ground. I was windded, I couldn't move. A man had his legs on both sides of me. He was handsome, I must say, but he had a knife in his hand. I heard a voice laugh, It was the boy sent to "help" me.
 PoetNo93 · Mon Dec 18, 2006 @ 09:54pm · 1 Comments |
