 Re: Descending Through the Heavens to You. Lit.R.P.
Calar sensed the flickering of flames below them, knowing to turn back before the panic striken crowd reached the burning stairs.
"Quick, in here." He decided, pulling the girl in to a class roon.
The window was open. They were going to have to go through it.
__________________ 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. |