by Hopeflower » Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:54 pm
Breathing a low sigh, Arsenic lowered his bow, turning to see where the others were. 'Anyone hurt?' he asked, blood red irises almost seeming to glow in the gloom. It was a rare color for his eyes to turn, and it was already bleeding into a pale green, giving his gaze a muddy brown look during the change. Vix touched her throbbing cheek, where a shallow cut had opened and was barely bleeding, and replied to her comrade, "Hardly." Turning to Andruil, she added, "How about you?"
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown