Post by Nacahomea and Mallorin on Aug 31, 2008 10:00:38 GMT -5
naca walked in and hesitantly sat own.he put his face in his hands and let his hair fall into his face. he rememberedone of thier conversations. hecould hear her talking as if she was right there. he cursed and stood up then grabbed the table and tossed it across the room then sat down on the floor.
[glow=red,2,3,000]We were the Kings and Queens of promise.We were the victims of ourselves. [/glow]
