pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-09-18 09:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | emily, ota |
Gardens, Night, Jessica and OTA
From the depths of the darkest parts of the gardens music was wafting, shimmering gossamer notes hanging in the still night air like an invisible net.
Soft and subtle at first, it grew as the night stretched deeper and darker. More insistent, more powerful, beckoning to all within range with beauty beyond imagine.
Come to me, the siren piper called.
And she would not be denied.