Monday, July 15, 2013

Db misc 1.2

Peace was brief. Pain tore from shoulder to hip. A bright red flash. Taste of blood. Blood. Bloodsigns! "Base! And pressed her bloodcovered hand to the floor of her home, activating red runes running across floor, walls and ceiling, she fell unconcious into the dust in the sandrocks.

She smiled and disintegrated. Sun shone on the red rock walls.

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