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Dangerous Territory Stahl road up the mountain side on his dark Andalusian breed stallion. Prometheus did not like the feel of the place as he reached the poorly lit entrance that lead to the innards of the long dormant volcano. He snorted uncertain as Stahl slid off and proceeded down the smooth stone. It was dark, as if the walls sucked the light out of the world encased by them.Dangerous Territory by ~Ice--Wolf
He continued with his hand pressed along the smooth wall till he found the crevice that lead to a large cave. He waited for a moment before entering. "Show yourselves."
Two bright green torches flared on revealing the to the orange eyed vampire in his usual attire two male dragons i
Making History As ordered, Stahlen prowled the ghettos of some city in Poland. As a Senior Community Leader as of now, he enjoyed the small cheers, the casual winks, and the children saluting him. All that ended as he entered the few blocks that were closed off for the unwanted. Two men followed him in as the barbed wire fences closed with an eery creek as the sun began to set. Marked men who had been on the street ran for their houses, women picked up their children and scurried away.Making History by ~Ice--Wolf
A woman further down the dirty street had her back to them, she rounded the corner. Stahl waved the men off to issue the names of those who were to be transported that morni
9. Death Vlad smiles as he wraps his stripped blue tie around his neck. "I have to get back." Buttoning his coat, he walked over to her bed as he finished the last button. "I wish i could stay."9. Death by ~Ice--Wolf
"What if you moved your people here?" Sun asked as she stood and fixed his collar. "Then we would be closer."
He laughed softly and reached for her hands. "You know our people would never consent to that. Ah, and even though you are their queen, I'm sure they will never accept such a merge."
She frowned and leaned into him, her face pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, sensing the sad images she kept sending him. "Does it bother you?"
/ *pulls pants down and flails arms* Pudding \
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