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#8
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Lawtan
Dragon Storm
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The wooden door slammed open against a pale stained wall with a smash, as if there was no resistance whatsoever. A tad surprised, I hovered at the entrance, trying to gauge the interior. The entryway was...rather blank. Glass and papers littered the floor, but the walls held nothing. No bookcases, no racks - an anxiety and peace warred in my heart from the sheer lack.
A scent - clear water with a metallic tinge - wafted into my nose. For what reason would I be at this place? Surely it is abandoned and perhaps even illegal to trespass. However, despite my misgivings, my legs pushed me forwards. Like a marionette on strings, I was pulled into the rotten, empty, building.
Lawtan: A chaotic dragoness with issues.
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Science, horror, folklore, and cuteness incoming!
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Posted 10-26-2015, 11:23 AM
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