It was a grim night. There was no moon or stars and everywhere was pitch black. One man was on the street after a night at the tavern getting drunk off grog. He stumbled around in the dark, trying to get home, until he saw that there was some light - two pin pricks glowing in the dark, red as blood, glowing like flames.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2012-02-21 12:23 am (UTC)Before he could decided what to do, it came.