A few tense seconds. Her mental shields straining under the building pressure but holding and shoving back. Magic filling the entire graveyard. Powerful and burning and licking at her body. Until a man stepped out of the cauldron. Pale skin. Blood red eyes. Serpentine features.
When I was reading this, I kept hearing William Shatner lampooning himself.
I wonder if we could get someone to imitate him and read this fanfic aloud?
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:28 am (UTC)When I was reading this, I kept hearing William Shatner lampooning himself.
I wonder if we could get someone to imitate him and read this fanfic aloud?