*in the melting hollow underground Regulus' spindly fingers contort in desperation as his watery, mud-filled lungs scream for air, then, as if to add a rotten cherry onto this mudslide, razor sharp teeth dig into his skin as a worm latches onto his cheek*
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Date: 2010-01-29 07:27 am (UTC)