- I was walking in the dry sand. My mouth felt like i had been eating what lies under my feet. My eyes were so dry and paper like I kept thinking I saw HIM. Who was he? I desperately needed water. This thirst was going to kill me. An idea popped into my head.... was it possible? I stretched my wings and a sharp pain shot through my body like a needle. My wing was still broken. The feathers stuck out awkwardly near the tip of my wing. it would heal in about three days. But I didn't HAVE three days. This endless desert was killing my feet. Up above abour 100 yards away there seemed to be a cave. I would stop there i decided. I could rest maybe there would be water. Ha ya rite. As I approached the cave my vision went foggy. what the hell was going on. No i wasn't giving up now! Id come SO far. I could do this, I told myself over and over. I.CAN.DO.THIS. what the heck i didn't feel like this ten minutes ago! What was going on What is this? Oh s**t. I was going down. I was slipping into unconsciousness when i realized something. THIS WAS A SPELL. crap i need to turn and run, but it was too late i was falling last thing I remember is sand a beautiful man face and then..... blackness.
- by lelialion97 |
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- | Submitted on 02/05/2010 |
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- Title: tired
- Artist: lelialion97
- Description: i was just so tired...
- Date: 02/05/2010
- Tags: tierd
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