Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 11, 2011 18:05:49 GMT -5
Nicholas tilted his head to the side. He hadn't seen his lamp in a few days. He didn't even know what it looked like.
Last time he'd lost his lamp, he'd been forced to spend a little too much time with some psycho obsessed with some "Firetimber" or "Torchwood" or something.
He sat down on a bench, the moon reflecting off of his orange eyes. This was going to be difficult.
Even as he thought that, he felt himself being summoned...
Last time he'd lost his lamp, he'd been forced to spend a little too much time with some psycho obsessed with some "Firetimber" or "Torchwood" or something.
He sat down on a bench, the moon reflecting off of his orange eyes. This was going to be difficult.
Even as he thought that, he felt himself being summoned...
