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Short Short Fiction: Gothic Bite

Friday, August 24th, 2007
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She sleeps, bosom slowly heaving. Moonlight casts a strange hue through swirling curtains. From nowhere the irregular shade comes to brush her hair aside. Her neck revealed. Pale skin greets sharp ivory teeth. She is his.

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darkdwarf Saturday, August 25th, 2007

Monster! Monster! Monster!

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