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Post by Camilla Drusus on Feb 11, 2008 16:32:52 GMT -5
It was dark, the only light given off by the moon as Camilla moved through the streets from her villa and towards the port. On nights that the teen wanted to relax, she would sneak from the house and make her way down to the sea. And tonight was one of those nights. As she moved down the streets, Camilla smiled, lighting up her face.
She slowed as she approached the port, looking around. There was a little more light now, from the torches still burning in their sconces. Camilla's jog slowed, her bulla jingling on it's chain as she moved. She frowned, looking down at it. She would have expected to find a suitable husband by now. But she brushed that thought from her mind as she looked around.
There were slaves bound in holding areas, their traders sleeping nearby. Camilla moved swiftly, heading to the beach and just laying down and looking at the stars. [/size]
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