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Re: Riddle (Burning Gold)
He tips the glass for her to drink, it tastes sweet but makes her body feel cold and weak. As she swoons a bit dracula picks her up and places her on the altar, dispite them being in doors a cold wind snuffs all the candles and the shadows of the room seem to converge on Rosaline. Her vision grows black and it feels as though the darkness is constricting around her squeezing the life out of her, as she breaths her last the pressure abates and she opens her eyes, as they focus she can see Dawn standing over her. "Rosa?" A gloved hand stokes her cheek and she hears the familar deep voice. "How do you feel my dear?" If Rosaline could look in a mirror she would see her eyes were now ruby red and her nun outfit have been turned into something much more fitting.
He tips the glass for her to drink, it tastes sweet but makes her body feel cold and weak. As she swoons a bit dracula picks her up and places her on the altar, dispite them being in doors a cold wind snuffs all the candles and the shadows of the room seem to converge on Rosaline. Her vision grows black and it feels as though the darkness is constricting around her squeezing the life out of her, as she breaths her last the pressure abates and she opens her eyes, as they focus she can see Dawn standing over her. "Rosa?" A gloved hand stokes her cheek and she hears the familar deep voice. "How do you feel my dear?" If Rosaline could look in a mirror she would see her eyes were now ruby red and her nun outfit have been turned into something much more fitting.