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O'raion Forest / Re: an evening stroll 8/6 [private]
« on: August 06, 2012, 09:31:07 pm »
She let him sit up, remaining curled into a ball and watching him. She listens to him, but she doesn't see his show of fury coming. He swings at the tree above her head, damaging the tree. She flinches, curling tighter, but there isn't really anywhere for her to go. She closes her eyes, lowering her head.
She kept her eyes focused down even when she opened them. She regretted bringing it up now. She nibbled on her lower lip, hands clasped together. They didn't worry at one another, only because the little goddess was loathe to make any movements. She wanted to apologize, but the words were stuck in her throat.
She kept her eyes focused down even when she opened them. She regretted bringing it up now. She nibbled on her lower lip, hands clasped together. They didn't worry at one another, only because the little goddess was loathe to make any movements. She wanted to apologize, but the words were stuck in her throat.