09-20-2009, 04:20 PM
Sy put away the cooling waffle maker, and excused herself from Leonard. She didn't want to cry, she had spent the last 100 years crying for herself, wondering where everyone was. She sat down in a winged chair and stared at the fire. Magically summoning a black rose, she twisted and curled the thorny stem around her fingers. She wouldn't let anyone see her cry if she did anyways...
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