I turn over all of my previous authored stories to V.R.M. and give that author full permission to do with them as pleased. But a mental note that the responsibility goes to V.R.M. and nobody else.
ANd behind those massive barricades the gentlemen desperately clung to their rapidly fading past. It was over and a new world dawned, promised to be better but so inevitably not.
General - Fiction Rated: M - English - General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 475 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 10-15-07 - Published: 10-15-07
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