For only a hundred gold pieces.

[Zer00]

"Dance." - I ordered her.

And she did, in a beautiful way that made you ponder on why she picked prostitution for those
who find their way of life... lavish?

Her movements so smooth, panther-like with a pint of lust add with naughtyness.

As her image reflected from my pupils, I began to remember why I were here. The excessive amount of wine, the extended lack of sleep
and one yet most important of all, the feeling of lone.

How long since the last of them had died? Five? Seven years perhaps?

I stopped counting, they say time heals all, however, I find it quite the contrary, time stretches the wound,
expands the gap which will never be filled, dare I say loss for the scavangers of sorrow may claim me as one of their brethern.

"Am I not attractive to you?" - She huffed, breaking my line of though for a moment.

Had my thoughts cause me to trail off again to my own little bubble of world? Perhaps I offended her by not paying attention.

"Not at all, my dear, not at all. Please, continue." - I motioned my hand and returned to watching her in her dance.

But again, not for long. As seducing as her dance was, I just couldn't help but return to my thoughts.

Had I not met them, would my paths end differently?

Had they not met me, would they still be alive today?

And most importantly, had I not met her, would she still alive?

Perhaps, not likely however, I do like to believe that she would however.

It was I who corrupted her taste, it were I who made her turn away from life, embrace love, and eventually make her bored from life, of both kinds.

Is love what weakend her? Is it love that weakens us all? I do not think so, it is only an emotion, just as revenge, hunger, despair.

Those who can control emotion are those who survive, those who do not, those are the men and women that turn murderers, from any agenda or for any cause.

"Would you like a more... closer dance?" - She leaned over, feeling my thigh.

I moved my finger across her cheek and smiled.

"No thank you, dear, your dance was suffice" - I gave her a tender kiss on the forehead, and rised.

Headed to the door, I left a respectable amount of coins on her shelf, and opened the door.

"Thank you, Dear." - I said, with a little flashy smile.

She seemed surprise to hear those words, and so I left.

I just cant betray my Shadow.

Headed home, I concluded my eve.


A dance by a beautiful woman, a headache, and more useless thoughts for just a hundred pieces of gold.

[Misty]

[PensivesWetness]

/me Claps and Huggles Me likes!

[witch]

Just wait till ya are near death on the ground zer00 then she will come around to loot yer corpse *grins*

Golddiggers inc.