by Intense Disaster » Fri Jul 22, 2011 7:50 am
Zexion picked a flower as they walked, offering it to Sparkle. It was a beautiful blue flower with wide velvety petals. The blue got lighter as it went to the center, eventually becoming white and, like most elven plants, it held a beautiful sweet frangrance.
You Are The Result Of 4 Billion Years Of Evolutionary Success.
Act Like It.
I didn't change, you just never knew me.
Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.
My family is temperamental. Half temper and half mental.
I'm not a toy, you can't just drop me when you get bored.