by Hopeflower » Wed Oct 24, 2007 9:56 pm
Bloodspill made a sharp left, nearly missing the next branch she intended on hitting. "Crap," she growled, hurriedly regaining her balance after a few moment's staggering. She bolted off again, fast as before, not intending to let Claw catch her yet though her chest was heaving by now.
"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