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Luck and Chance

The hard beat of the music made the glasses on the tables rattle. Patrons of the nightclub had to shout to each other to be heard at all. In the middle of it all was a dance floor, where dozens of people writhed and twisted to the fast music. In the middle of all that danced two young women, one with hair as dark as the midnight outside, and one with fiery hair as red as the dawn. Continue reading “Luck and Chance” »