by S⊕ul » Fri Aug 26, 2011 3:41 pm
She tossed a rubber ball at the wall, playing a game of catch. She leaned back in the chair. She threw the ball a little too hard and she tried to catch it. Instead, she fell over, making a huge racket.
Cam looked up and shrubbed.
It's lonely to be more powerful than any man you know and have to live like a shadow. To be special and have to pretend you're a fool. You feel trapped. Like your whole life has been planned out for you and you have no control over anything, and sometimes you don't even know if what destiny decided is...really the best thing at all.-Merlin