Post by zahra on Aug 11, 2011 12:08:13 GMT -5
[style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 20px; line-height: 10px; font-style: italic; text-align: right; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top:10px; color: #94928e; padding-right: 20px;]are you listening?[/style][style=letter-spacing: 2px; background-color: #27231c; padding: 3 3 3 17; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -3px; font-size: 7px; color: #94928e;]
im still running away
wont play your hide and seek game.[/style][style=font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; padding: 15 30 15 30; text-align: justify; background-color: #27231c; color: #94928e;] Cariad stood at the bottom of the mountain, gazing up until the clouds blocked his view from seeing the summit. It was supposed to be a grand feat to make it to the top, indicating strength and determination. Cariad was set upon reaching the top... just not at this moment in time. Although it was something that would be fantastic to accomplish, he just couldn't bring himself to start the first steps up the mount.
One day I'll make it up there, but why rush it? the brute mused aloud, proceeding to trot across the valley that was the base. He cast a glance around to see if anyone else had a similar thought as himself. Perhaps they could go up together, make the trek a bit more bearable. Then again, he wasn't sure it would be very wise to make a dangerous trek with a stranger. He also didn't have any one he could call a friend to go with him. Such a dilemma he said, the thought laced with a bit of sarcasm. It wasn't such an issue that there was no one to be with but he deep down he did miss some companionship. [/style][style=letter-spacing: 2px; background-color: #27231c; padding: 3 17 3 3; margin-top: 10px; font-size: 7px; color: #94928e; text-align: right;]what a dizzy dance
this sweetness will not be concerned with me.[/style]