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« Reply #15 on Oct 12, 2009, 12:04pm »

It didn't seem to take them long to reach Raven's home. He gazed at the place as they walked toward it. The lights were on as if waiting for her to come back home. He knew that others would be panicking long before now. He wasn't like everyone else. Granted he'd been stunned to see the woman he was seeing change, but he knew he'd come back to her if he ran away. She drew him.

He gave inward sigh when she let go of his hand to unlock the door. He'd enjoyed holding her hand and the closeness it showed. He cared for her. He wasn't quite sure of his true feelings yet, but he could never hurt her. It just wasn't in him. At her question, he shook his head and smiled. "I'm good, thank you. Go ahead if you were going to have something."

Chuckling, he said "You're right, but I'm a man. Some things that we say are foolish. When she asked him to have a seat, he took the chair closest to her. He sat back and gazed at her. "The beginning is usually the best place. Unless there's apart about a lover that would make extremely jealous, then you could leave that part out." He knew this had to be difficult for her, but there was nothing he could do to make it easier. He did want to know about her. What more did she have to reveal?

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Enter an enchanted realm of ghosts, dark angels and winter magic...
Cast your eyes upon cruel oddities of nature and behold monstrous creatures from the depths of the abyss. Hear the dark wisdom of gypsy soothsayers as they unveil things yet to come, and marvel with awe and dismay at unbelievable death-defying acts that teeter on the very brink of doom. Leave the mundane world behind, for those who visit this festival of phantasms are never the same again. As the Carnival of Lost Souls rises from the shadows every one-hundred years, the true faces of its diabolical denizens are unmasked.