The HELLsing Knight
His shadow materialized from the black night and he gaited over
When chance came for light to expose him, there was only the big black coat and the gleaming round rims over a high collar.
He made her feel lucky to be friends with him. He made her feel cherished. He wrapped an arm around her and tucked her close to his body.
"Comfy?" he asked.
She nodded and snuggled close.
His breath smelled like blood. It was nice.
He was a lanky sort of build.
He always wore a smirk.
It was a comical kind of charm.
His white teeth grinned into the darkness. 'My what a dopey smile on a big mouth you have sir.'
"All the better to eat with my dear".
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Alexander Anderson walked through the mire.
Singing a song.
The creepers scuttled back into their hollows as his voice filled the thick swampy air.
The evil bird hissed from the trees retreating as they spoke.
He kicked aside a immense snake.
And set down his suitcase.
"ah, home, sweet, home."
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hi, this is just a descriptive drabble...I suppose.
I like them. They are cool to me. But this ain't my best work just so you know.
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