

The King and His Man -ch1-The first Alice was a gallant red one Wielding a sword in a hand in the wonderland Slicing down everything in her way She was followed by a bloody red path. This new Alice deep in the woods Was trapped as a wanted fugitive If it weren't for the red path that she made No one would think that she even existed.The King and His Man -ch1-
Straightening his collar in front of the mirror, he took another look at himself. His gaze stalled on the hand that still rested at his neck, on the red, spade-shaped tattoo that had been there for as long as he could remember.
Looking around,


First MeetingSome time ago, he had drifted ahead of the scouting party. He'd been tipped off by the lack of stumbling noises and conversation. He slowed down and looked back, but couldn't see them. Not that he had really expected to, given the dense vegitation. But he should have been able to hear them, right? He shrugged. Oh well. It wasn't like he (or they) would get lost, so why worry?First Meeting
He decided to continue on, sometimes using the trees he passed by as support if the ground got too slippery or inclined. He kept walking, and eventually started to get tired. The next decently-sized tree was still a few yards away, so he moved over toward it
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(´点`* ) France niichan
Wants your goolies
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Ceci n'est pas une signature.
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::Black wings, with a black heart of gold::
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icon by ~2-Jun
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And THAT, my friends, is why whiskey was invented.
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"...because that is the price we pay for memories."
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part of ~kuroganexfai
~`Give me your blood... And I'll give you immortality`~
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