
There were bleeding orphans screaming in my wine. [ #RP #BtVS #1880Reloaded ] [ #Wołfpack ]
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"There are whispers in the walls. The mice are telling me stories. There's a storm coming....what they don't know, is that it's us."
- A creature out of time.
- Prescient childer of Angelus
- Vampire
- Part of @1880Reloaded
[The house rule was not to eat the help, but sometimes she forgot they were the help, sometimes they were lambs and they were silly and wandered too close and she snatched them right up. Sometimes, she was naughty. Tonight though, she remembered that she >
< her most unpleasantly, and rather than pluck them out, she had covered them up. She didn't want Grandmummy to be cross. Daddy would have been cross as well if she had. Not because she'd done it, but because she hadn't let him play too. Her Darling would >
"Dance with me, @BIoodyRomantic? They're playing a waltz and I don't have a partner."
"The sun wants to play. Mean little games. Teases me with promises of treats, but it lies. Wicked thing."
< one was just right, all innocence and pain." She picked the bowl up as she sat back, and tipped it into her mouth, the contents of the full bowl spilling over the edges and down her chest in her rush of lust to have all of it.
She played with them for >


