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06-04-2010, 07:01 PM
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The Brass Key
Their eyes locked as Gherka foamed and choked on his own blood.
Gherka and the wild Merkani both knew that his death would be slow and agonizing if the spear was left in place. The heart bounded for the spear and without another thought the gurgling died. Edit: Whoops... 'The hand widened slowly, bones cracking against each other as a single spark jumped from the index finger to the thumb.' Last edited by Ashcraft; 06-04-2010 at 09:50 PM.. |
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