[Osquer 42]
There, leaning against the rusted gate, was the silver headed walking stick that had become so familiar to me. One of the ruby eyes of the dragon shaped handle was missing and the wood was scratched and chipped. Something had clearly happened to its owner, but what?
December 27, 2006 03:24 PM (18:24 EST)
There, leaning against the rusted gate, was the silver headed walking stick that had become so familiar to me. One of the ruby eyes of the dragon shaped handle was missing and the wood was scratched and chipped. Something had clearly happened to its owner, but what?
December 27, 2006 03:24 PM (18:24 EST)
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