by Mewgrizz » Tue Aug 07, 2012 10:29 am
Cyrus huffed, exhausted from throwing. His right arm was sore. His left arm was fine though.
"All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed."~ Richard Adams
