March 20th, 2005

tank girl


EruditionWolf settled back into an over-stuffed armchair and listened as Professor Winston Barnes gave her a rundown on muti.

Professor Barnes was a small, neat man with a penchant for three-piece suits and Wolf was smitten with his voice. It had a deep, rich tone, the precise diction of a BBC newsreader and the musical cadence common to many African- and Indian-born English speakers. Wolf wondered if she could get him to read the phone book to her. Shaking off her musing, she turned her attention back to the Professor.

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15minuteficletsword #98: juvenile
moonbeamsfanfic — challenge: declán and a child
Part of the Sangoma!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse