Piotr and Illyana, Tuesday afternoon
Jul. 20th, 2004 03:15 pmIllyana goes to chat with Piotr after this post. They argue; he disowns her. No, really.
( From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion/And I ran my hand over a strange inversion/A vacancy that just did not belong/The child is gone. )
( From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion/And I ran my hand over a strange inversion/A vacancy that just did not belong/The child is gone. )