was a dark room, cold. Virtually frozen. Stone walls had been witness to many things. In a story almost as old as time.
was a large room with wooden floor and walls lined with bookstores that stretched as far as I could reach view. In the center stood a small round table. Beside her stood a shadow. Could just make out the silhouette. He was tall and not too big.
Suddenly a figure emerged from the other side of the table, opposite him.
He gracefully turning to look, could not possibly have seen or heard the show, but I knew it was there. The figure was completely covered by a gray layer echo hood back revealing his face. Her small stature compared to that he did feel that it was a woman. This was confirmed when he spoke. Sir
have not yet .- tone with a deep respect. "I thought
and ye that localizado. His voice completely devoid of feelings did not seem upset or even a little impatient.
"We've found, but has escaped our capture attempts .- starting to get nervous. Her voice trembled.
"In that case, which is stronger than we thought .- made a little pause for thought .- No more trackers I upload this to another level.
- Have another level sir? - Seemed confused, but perhaps more surprised than confusing .- At what level?
-determined answer to yours .- .- Certainly not want you back but it is with them. And there will be plenty of time in the world .- your voice again become as cold as ice. While a chill ran through her.
- How long do I have? - It seemed as if trying to calm himself, but could not.
"Until last fall .- molehill said nothing more. It turned back and left exposed a large hourglass on the table. She said nothing. He bowed as he had appeared, disappeared.
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