Post by Drucilla Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 16:34:39 GMT
Drucilla lay on the floor of the bare room she'd thought up for herself, a shaft of early morning sunlight streamed through the window set high into the wall just above her head so she was lying in the shade.
Like always.
Cilla always in the shadows.
She liked that though.
Much better than being in the light, being noticed, being with people.
That would make her nervous.
This didn't make her nervous, this made her feel at home. But not at home because she didn't like home. This made her feel comfortable.
Like always.
Cilla always in the shadows.
She liked that though.
Much better than being in the light, being noticed, being with people.
That would make her nervous.
This didn't make her nervous, this made her feel at home. But not at home because she didn't like home. This made her feel comfortable.
