The Dark One was sitting in her study at the other of the room reading a book. She looked to be reading a book while jotting something down in a journal on a table next to her.
Without looking up or breaking concentration, she said, "Don't just stand there. Come in."
I entered the room and placed the tray on the table nearby.
I took the lid off, revealing the contents of the meal, hot soup, a sandwich, and a small bowl of salad with an assortment of vegetables.
I prepared the plate and took out several utensils and a cup for the tea and placed them close by.
When I finished and stepped back, she placed her pen down on the table and picked up the fork next to the plate and began to pick at the vegetables. After taking a few bites, she placed the fork back down and reached for the sandwich.
As she picked it up her arm brushed against the pen and caused it to roll off the table. As it fell with the book in her hand, she flicked her index finger, causing the pen to stop mid fall.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
RomanceA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
