#wingsofash

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                "If you're here about my father, I'm not                 interested...of course, you're far from an                 errand boy. What do you want?"

                She eyed the fallen angel with curiosity                 set deep in her gaze. Despite the ever-                 going war, Ginny and her father'd done                 their best to stay out of it all.

                    it was dark and damp. and cold.                       so cold she felt it through the leather of her                       jacket. thin sheets of ice glittered on the                       walls and the windows under the glow of her                       flashlight. she'd never seen anything like it.                                and she'd seen a lot.

                                      ―  what was that?                      head snapping in a new direction, she stilled.