
Posted by Frollo on September 6, 2008, 3:37 am, in reply to "-An Angel in Disquise?-"
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Like the predictability of heavy storm clouds, Frollo arrived like rain. His black fur was losing its green and purple luster. Worries beyond understanding were piling up every day. His face had become stony. It was required for the amount of strain being piled on his back, breaking his bones.
"Yes?" Frollo said, his voice tired and stressed. Under his blue eyes were the shadows of sleepless nights.
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