Monday, October 16, 2006

SEVEN.

They met in (surprise, surprise) the bar where she works.

He was young.
Charming.
Dashing.

Everything she had dreamed of in a man and so much more.


(But then the Demon's Drink consumed him.

Ironic, isn't it?)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh, the Irony indeed.

It hurts. She must have been blinded, jaded. We romantics are somewhat stupid that way.