Post by Eve Nyte on Aug 28, 2006 12:42:06 GMT -5
Eve stood by the streamside wearing a beige colored shirt. It hung rather loosely on her thin frame, but the pants were tighter than the shirt. She didn't want to be tripping over her own clothing. As she stared through the glassy water she couldn't help but wonder...was she making a mistake by leaving her beautiful home? By leaving her father in Carvahall?
She answered her own question. This was the best thing to happen to her and she wasn't going to let guilt get in her way of making it in life. She was engrossed in her thoughts and didn't hear the footsteps behind her. If she had, the person or thing would undoutably be dead or injured by now.
She answered her own question. This was the best thing to happen to her and she wasn't going to let guilt get in her way of making it in life. She was engrossed in her thoughts and didn't hear the footsteps behind her. If she had, the person or thing would undoutably be dead or injured by now.
