Siniru
Zoldyck family assassin
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2011
(The character does NOT look like me)
Chapter 1 - A persistent web-pal
It was a luxurious day. Direct sunlight pierced the misty clouds, and Music clearly drifted in waves out of a small house into the warm atmosphere before there was a click and all was silent.
"Ok. Time for me to go." lamented a beautiful girl. She was resting a hand on two diminutive plats on the side of her head, and a haze of copper hair swayed left and right behind her cranium. She looked awkwardly at her friend that ran up to her in sober frenzy, making her feel twice as bad.
"Siniru! Do not leave me!"
Siniru shook her head. “I need to" and walked out of the broad entrance of the building, entering the car parked just by the wall
*
The expeditions went well. On the plane, she bought a Hot Chocolate off the flight attendant, and eventually drifted off to unlikely sleep. By the time she got there, it was almost nightfall, the least desired time to arrive. But she did not mind right now. The only thing that was on her mind was reflecting where she was and where to go on the dusty, old map that her grandfather gave her.
She kept walking until she saw a blob in the horizon. Her destination.
It may be a little short, but I am completely zonked out. I will continue tomorrow.
Chapter 1 - A persistent web-pal
It was a luxurious day. Direct sunlight pierced the misty clouds, and Music clearly drifted in waves out of a small house into the warm atmosphere before there was a click and all was silent.
"Ok. Time for me to go." lamented a beautiful girl. She was resting a hand on two diminutive plats on the side of her head, and a haze of copper hair swayed left and right behind her cranium. She looked awkwardly at her friend that ran up to her in sober frenzy, making her feel twice as bad.
"Siniru! Do not leave me!"
Siniru shook her head. “I need to" and walked out of the broad entrance of the building, entering the car parked just by the wall
*
The expeditions went well. On the plane, she bought a Hot Chocolate off the flight attendant, and eventually drifted off to unlikely sleep. By the time she got there, it was almost nightfall, the least desired time to arrive. But she did not mind right now. The only thing that was on her mind was reflecting where she was and where to go on the dusty, old map that her grandfather gave her.
She kept walking until she saw a blob in the horizon. Her destination.
It may be a little short, but I am completely zonked out. I will continue tomorrow.