October 21, 2006
dying_sacrifice: Harvester of Sorrow
Chapter Four: Unselfish When I open my eyes I let out a groan because I see that it is four o’clock in the morning. Once again my back is aching and I have to stretch out my body to relieve it of some of the pain. Slowly rising to my feet I walk to my window and look out onto the silent neighborhood. …
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