by ~Star Grace~ » Thu Mar 13, 2014 3:11 am
Cassidy smiled, "Yes we are," she said kindly, taking off her flats and walking barefoot in the sand, enjoying the feeling of the warm, dry sand beneath her feet. She pointed across the beach to a lone volleyball net that was set up, "Do you play?" she asked, meaning playing volleyball. She didn't wait for an answer, she walked calmly up to the net and scored the sandy beach for a volleyball that they could use.
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And who are you, the proud lord said
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
And in a coat of red
Or a coat of gold
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long as sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere.
Yet now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With not a soul to hear.
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