nickbutler
Fredrick gazed across the bustling, smoke-filled barroom like a shell shocked gunner. As his eyes slowly began to focus they met a bewitching young woman. Thinking low of himself these days and lacking the courage, he muttered something that made him ill. "Ne'er the twain shall meet" he said softly.
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