dreamdemon77

((Sorry I haven't posted for so long computer problems and moving furniture....))

Looking around, carnage covered the ground, however the friends still seemed so happy just to be together. This closeness, these bonds of friendship were so strong that Sanguis turned from the group and tilted his head toward the sky as a real smile crossed his face. Turning back to face the friends, the smile no longer on his visage, he heard Nel ask about the sword on his back.

"Well in case of spars and other such melee conflicts, but usually this sword on my back is for show." As Sanguis looked at Nel caring for the man named Dzi, something finally broke loose. Since he had nearly strangled her Sanguis had felt something like a fire inside him every time his eyes fell upon her but now it was more. As though a dragon had been born from the fire, Sanguis finally began to understand his own fellings for Nel.

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