Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Log 2


I could plainly see that the boy in front of me was  a demon. But yet, I couldn't stop staring at him. Even as he walked closer, hissing and snarling, I stared blankly. The boy was in my face. He asked me what my name was. "It's Lucien," I replied, amazed I could speak.

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