html (645 of 711)28-12-2006 21:38:59 A Taste A fearful vision unrolled. As he spoke, Stefan was stroking Niklas's arm, staring at his profile in which the transparent dome of one pale gold eye caught the light. He would never hurt anyone. Stay exactly where you are, von Wultendorf! There is a gun pointing at your heart and if you move I won't hesitate to use it.
She took the lamp from him and began to walk down the steps. He knocked at the door, but this time there was no response. The light paled. *** Charlotte was running away.
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