by .d r o p d e a d. » Wed Jan 02, 2013 6:37 am
Rin
Trotting slowly trying to get used to her surroundings, the mare tilted her ears back and forth, trying to discover any unusual sounds. She kicked up some dirt every time she stepped, and every once and awhile she would lift her head from hearing an animal or something else in the forest. After trotting around awhile, she came to somewhat of a field, and she started to graze on some of the grass that was there.
I owe my life to this man, this sweet, loud, caring man. This man who turns all of his feelings into amazing songs to help other people overcome their sadness. I owe my life to Oliver Sykes. Thank you so much, Oli. I love you, I truly love you.