Post by Carrot on Dec 23, 2011 13:56:45 GMT -8
This place, it was, disorienting. He didn't care for it. It made his head spin, and his senses whirl. It was early in the spring morning, and it wasn't as cold as it had been the past few days, for which he was grateful. Dull blue eyes peered out at the world. The place was a maze of thickets, brush and mist, the sun only adding to the confusion of nature. INCOMPLETE
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For: Randa
Song: Tomorrow
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