Deirdre retired from battle for the day, as did Hunter. They both went to the prisoner can't o see who was there. Deirdre walked along the cages. Scared, stupid kids huddled in the corner, screaming took place somewhere deep in there. She laughed and walked on.
Hunter walked ahead of Dierdre, his head swiveled toward the screaming. It sounded familiar, yet scary. He neared the cage and almost fainted with shock. That girl was groping around for her sword. He hid behind the wall panting
"I've got a pocket full of poetry, got a head full of songs, a heart with wings. You couldn't tie me down to anything, and that's enough for me." -Pocket Full of Poetry
5000th post 8/3/13