by SchizoHippie » Tue Feb 22, 2011 11:16 am
('ere i go)
Aloura sat at the base of a tree, weaving flowers together to wear on her head as she so often did. As her hands moved she tryed to remember....just simply remember something. She did this everyday, search her head, in the hopes that memories of her life before would come back to her. They never did. But is was a good way to take her thoughts off all the violence and fueds going on. Her nerves were shown in her hands, because Aloura pulled to hard and snapped a stem. "Blast!" She said a whisper-shout and slammed the flowers into her lap.
I wont say sorry for not being on in a while. I only come on ever so often becuz pixel animals arnt that apealing to me. And im a busy person. So yeah. Dont expect me to always be on.
i <3 Haters
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