Post by charhisma on Dec 13, 2005 20:54:35 GMT -5
As the precipitation fell from the biosphere the silven ess blended in perfectly. Her pistonites striking it as the emeralds crunch beneath. Her oculars followed one as it drifted freely down. Freedom. Some put different definations into freedom but the true definition as the hession felt was the right to do as thou pleases with no restraints. Even from thy own kin...
