Copied from Vera Mesmer's Myspace page: http://www.myspace.com/veramesmer It was early autumn, much earlier than youd suspect with that premature chill. The canopies still clinging to the golden and the flaming while the streets below bustle with bundled pedestrians. Vera was making his way from one end of the busy square to the other wandering the corridors of the great city simply ravenous for something magical.

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