Ludwig lay against a wall in a deep, dark cave, panting softly, wheezing. His hand was pressed against an almost red smile upon his neck.... a deep cut.... he used his other hand to peel his shirt off before pressing it hard against his throat, trying to calm down. His throat hurt, head pounded, heart throbbed too fast... Ludwig realized he was going to die... but just as his eyes started to flutter close, a soft, yet sweet singing caught his attention and his good eyes widened. A siren... oh god he was going to die... but a gentle hand took hold of his shoulder and pulled him into the water and onto a rock before he passed out, not recalling anything.
Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:48 am
