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Post by suzwana on Dec 6, 2009 13:48:48 GMT -5
Susannah strolled up to the tower without a care in the world, her hand stroked the rough brick walls as she went, tagging at her skin.
Her intention was to simply stand at the tower and watch the passers by below, and appreciate the scenery. She hadn't had time alone with her thoughts for a while, so she thought it best that she sucked it up and opened her mind.
As she continued to climb the never-ending stairs a sharp pain shot down her left arm. She stopped dead and grabbed it. Her Dark Mark was throbbing with pain. A smirk spread across her face as the pain devoured her, she didn't like to call it pain; as it wasn't a bad thing to feel. She longed for the moments when she felt the Dark Lord growing in strength again.
She broke into a run and sprinted to the top of the tower, she flung herself to the barrier and watched wide eyed. The Dark Lord wasn't summoning her; it seemed like he was simply making his presence known, that or warning her.
Stroking her mark lovingly she watched below; failing to notice a presence behind her.
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