Results of my boredom.

Sep 05, 2005 01:54

He was awoken. Not by his hunger pains, or the aching of his ribs, or even the almost blinding pressure felt in his head. He was awoken by a feather, a simple, blue feather. He opens his eyes and just stares up at the blank, dirty ceiling. He feels something tickling at his chin but he lacks the energy to move. Finally after doing nothing but ( Read more... )

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_shadowsfall September 5 2005, 07:16:57 UTC
I've never missed Clio. ughhhhh.

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