by .:Transferring:. » Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:27 am
Rue nodded quietly at Kokara, then looked around, tense, keeping watch.
Raven flew softly down from the tree she had been hiding in. 'Hello, Jerith," she said, a grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "We did fairly well with that little Dengel, now didn't we?" she asked
Surfer ChicaOut of the water, I am nothing.
Surfing is for life.
It's like the mafia, once you're in,
you're in.
It's all about where your mind's at.
When I surf, I tend to think the
world ain't such a bad place after all.