Sparrow wandered blindly trough the rain with his mother's words echoing mecylesly around in his skull. With a deep force of regret Sparrow howled. An erie sound that made all the thunder halt in its tracks for a few seconds. A great wind blew away the tormenting storm and the moon glisted trough. Sparrow sat and gazed at the disk of light. "How can you bare to shine without your stars?" He asked a question that he knew wouldn't be awnsered. Staring down at the wet grass Sparrow wondered where he could possibly go.
Sparrow's second chapter. Do not steal my design!

