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EmbersHe could feel the malevolence of the building's unwanted occupant. Whatever had taken up residence was determined to keep its new home, having evicted the previous tenants through methods ranging from noises in the dark to eviscerating the family pet.

Constantine's face was visible in the brief glow, as he lit a Silk Cut from the butt of its predecessor. Dropping the butt, he idly watched as a tuft of dry grass that had grown through a crack in the footpath flared and shrivelled.

Squaring his shoulders, he kicked a broken bottle from the path and sauntered to the door.

tv100broken bottle, cigarette butt, dry grass


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26th May, 2004 01:58 (UTC)
*shivers* Great atmosphere.
26th May, 2004 07:49 (UTC)
Always loved the darkness of Hellblazer. Constantine is a right bastard, but I adore him.
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