02-13-2020, 04:30 PM
"But imitation," Zechariah purred, brushing Darius' hand as he finally let his fall by his side, "is the sincerest form of flattery."
The window rattled, and a shard of glass fell loose.
"Hah, no, I'm out," announced John, and out he was.
Zechariah's gaze went from glassy-warm to glassy-accusative on Darius. Darius had said he would do anything, after all.
The window rattled, and a shard of glass fell loose.
"Hah, no, I'm out," announced John, and out he was.
Zechariah's gaze went from glassy-warm to glassy-accusative on Darius. Darius had said he would do anything, after all.