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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 953365" data-attributes="member: 9167">Antiquities Nightclub, ManhattanWednesday 11th December, 2003Feel my breathOn your neckHer eyes riveted to his lips, watching as they parted with an absent curiosity.  Not so much as to wonder what words would come forth, but to feel the vibrations of each silky curve in the music that surrounded them.Don’t say no to meYou can’t say no to meThen the world tilted.His confusion laced with all that emotion, the rage, the desire – so strong that music should have screamed in her mind but the softness remained with such eerie echoing…it was as if the whole world shrieked in open-mouthed silence.I won’t see youDeniedNathan stumbling to one side shocked her even more.  All at once a gesture so violent and so alien to the formal graceful man she had come to know.  Her hands reach out to catch him whether uselessly or not – she could not let him fall.An echoA stainHer eyes flickered around the mezzanine  when the lyrical words uttered their warning, almost disbelieving that she could have even heard them…if hearing was even the correct sense.  Who…?  Even as the words sunk in, she found herself echoing them in her thoughts.He will destroy you.Free fallingAnd the phoenix would be reborn.Complete</blockquote>