cigarettes, the taste of whiskey on your lips
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
Gathering her family was turning out to be a much longer task than she had envisioned, and it was beginning to grate on her nerves. While it was refreshing to be somewhere that wasn’t so cold there were no words to adequately describe it, literally everything else about the Hollowed Grounds was appalling. Fortunately she knew she could eventually return to Halo and complain about it to Neron, who would indulge her disgust with the feral land. At least in private.
But as she stalked the grounds, she finally caught sight of a familiar person, and even better, one she was actually looking for. ”Hello, Peter. Long time no see.” she said as she came up behind him, her low velvety tone unmistakable.
But as she stalked the grounds, she finally caught sight of a familiar person, and even better, one she was actually looking for. ”Hello, Peter. Long time no see.” she said as she came up behind him, her low velvety tone unmistakable.
