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My December ~This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear~ I sit in my damn hiding place. It is dark around me. I think of the outside. How it would be to go for a walk. I want to see the moon. It always remembers me of him. Of his silver shining hair. ~This is my December This is my snow covered home This is my December This is me alone~ It is cold in here. I am hungry. How long have I been here? My limbs hurt. I want to go out! Fuck, I want to see him! I look at the bare wall opposite of me. Here is nothing I can do. And the worst thing is: I have no chocolate! Damn! ~And I Just wish t

Chapter 14: Prisoners In The Ruins Dijana had gone to rejoin the generals after escorting Nyrris to the chamber, and was only mildy surprised to arrive in the lower court and find all four generals in the presence of the snake cultists.  The cobras were cold, stubborn, pragmatic, aloof, and utterly self-absorbed, and thus rarely left their hideaways in the black pyramid to converse with anyone less than Mumm-Ra.  The fact they were there at all set her nerves on edge and the fur rising on her hackles.  A quick glance explained some of it, though; Nagendra, the high priest among the snakes, was brandishing something at General Grune and prac