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OOM - down by the lake
Jul. 23rd, 2014 04:33 pmThe night is dark.
Eric walks toward the lake at a steady pace, a tall and pale presence in the darkness. He is very quiet, the way you are when you are sure footed. And do not breathe.
Once they reach a small groove, he turns. His eyes are glittering.
"This place is good," he says, quietly.
"We'll be sheltered from people passing by. And I happen to like trees."
Eric walks toward the lake at a steady pace, a tall and pale presence in the darkness. He is very quiet, the way you are when you are sure footed. And do not breathe.
Once they reach a small groove, he turns. His eyes are glittering.
"This place is good," he says, quietly.
"We'll be sheltered from people passing by. And I happen to like trees."
