by FoodIsYummy » Thu Oct 14, 2010 8:55 am
Tia shivered. This dungeon like place they kept her was always freezing cold, even in the summer. She was supplied with a blanket during the winter, at least. She was so hungry. Breakfast, small as it was, felt like years ago. A plate was shoved into her cell and she crawled over to it. Lunch. She began to eat hungerly.
Ceme followed Riya. "I guess we could just work on my afternoon chores, since the Duke didn't say what to do after lunch." He said.
I dream of a world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned
Sorry if I'm not on as often as I used to be.
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.