Thank you, worthless mortals, for an existance full of entertainment. The fact that death exists, provides me with reason to stalk the night.
Sit there and look pretty, My minions. Don't forget to breathe.
Ceres smiled at him, lightly kissing him in return. Without saying a word, she then picked out a white nightgown that reached above her knees, but under her mid-thigh. Ceres changed into it, looking over at Leacht. "Well, I am going to sleep now," She said, then laying on the bedand under the covers. "Goodnight."