

Femme FataleThe café was crowded at this time of night and the dully-glowing lamps cast strange shadows over every surface, seeming to hide secrets within their depths. He stood for a moment, concealed in the blackness, simply observing; she was here somewhere- he could feel it. Hushed laughter could be heard from where he stood in the doorway, and he instinctively glanced at where the sound had originated, hope flaring within his chest- but it was not her. Disappointment choked him then, but he swallowed it and continued his perusal of the room. It was then that he saw her; a lone figure outlined in diaphanous light, face consumed by the shadows. CFemme Fatale
Lioness
David
Thanks for the watch!
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Don't feel bad for the suicidal cats; they've got to kill themselves nine times before they get it right
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Don't feel bad for the suicidal cats; they've got to kill themselves nine times before they get it right
Thanks for the fave!
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Shamble bobble dibble dooble
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the autopsy is a scientific investigation involving more or less complete dissection of the dead body.
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