Post by Hazel on Nov 27, 2008 19:14:25 GMT -5
CADELL
all the tiimes that ii've criied
all thiis wasted, it's all iinsiide
and ii feel all thiis paiin,
stuffed iit down, iit's back agaiin
all the tiimes that ii've criied
all thiis wasted, it's all iinsiide
and ii feel all thiis paiin,
stuffed iit down, iit's back agaiin
Utterly confused, having not heard more than a mumble, he watching her bound away, stopped in his tracks. Needing time alone, which he had tried to get earlier, he padded a different direction, slowly, eyes hardly focusing on where he was going, but all senses subconsciously alert for danger, as was the nature of the assassin. He would return to the camp just before sundown, travel weary, and would fall asleep as soon as he hit his bed of moss in the warrior den. The next day, the leader would have yet another mission for him, no doubt, so he would sleep deep and fast.