It had caught him. The beast had actually caught him, and was biting on his
clothes. He couldn't escape, not without his wings, and it was only a
matter of time before he felt its fangs on his flesh instead of his clothes.
Reaching out his hand, he wished for his sword to appear.
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It had caught him. The beast had actually caught him, and was biting on his clothes. He couldn't escape, not without his wings, and it was only a matter of time before he felt its fangs on his flesh instead of his clothes.
Reaching out his hand, he wished for his sword to appear.
On 17 August 2013 11:31, american_loki - DW Comment dw_null@dreamwidth.orgwrote: