 Re: Descending Through the Heavens to You. Lit.R.P.
Brushing off dust and rubble, Calar sat up, feeling slightly shocked.
"Excuse me, but I just saved you from being cut to ribbons and crushed."
This wasn't what he'd heard about. The feeling was usually mutual, there was supposed to be recognition and that special pull...oh no.
Maybe he'd gotten the wrong person.
__________________ And run from them, from them, with no direction, We'll run from them, from them, with no conviction. Cause I'm just one of those ghosts, travelling endlessly, I don't need no roads, in fact, they follow me. |