Crowd Seth moshes to the front of the churning crowd. Longingly he looks, at the beautiful singer, whose words are anything but. He reaches for her, but he is slapped down. Unknown hands surround his body. They lift him high. Their laughter echoes. The hands grope, caress, push, pull, fondle. From his back his shirt is torn. Seth strains to the direction he wishes to go. To the stage! To the beauty! To no avail. Lurched, thrown Freefall CRASH! The people tire of Seth. They cast him off. The people leave. The singer is gone. Seth is alone. lost again. -Paden * Web Goddesses * #Alt.Vampyres * Denizens * History * Meetings * Words * All text and images are copywritten by their respective creators and are not to be used without express written consent.