Date: 2007-01-15 12:30 am (UTC)
The smoldering ruins glowed on the horizon, tinting the sky with false sunrise.

"Pretty, isn't it?" The Sorrow said.

Children were so much easier to reach. They hardly noticed the difference. A natural sensitivity that most grew out of, perhaps.

An odd place, Groznyj Grad. Anywhere else, following a stranger into the woods would have had the opposite effect on one's personal safety.

The little girl holding his hand nodded, mutely.
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