Friday, October 28, 2011

First Four Friday - WIP, Netherworld 2: Blood Potion No. 9

Scene 1:
    The creaking of the old wooden stairs and the thumping of many feet warned me I was about to have company.  I tucked my book under my arm and went to the mirror on the wall, its luster long faded with age but still doable to make sure my upswept red hair maintained its pristine style.  Yep.  I looked pretty swell for a dead gal.

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