Fantasy Instead of studying
A kid in commandos and torn clothing with a spiked Mohawk runs and clambers over the entrance meter for the metro trolley, shoving everyone out of the way, doesn't look back. Such a skinny kid with white hair. This surprise no one in the terminal, just aggravates them. Won't he think of someone beside himself? They all cry, and continue on their separate ways. The only thing even notably remarkable about this episode is something missed by the crowd. Jutting out of his arms is a bundle of old dried reed colored cloth which does not descise the shape of the prize, a sphere about one and a half the size of an average baseball. The cloth peals away from one of his locked arms; it's a blood red orb. He chews on his lip ring as he leaps the first track. Again and again he repeats this epic, and on the forth jump, grabs a pole on the destined trolley. He swings around and gingerly lands onto the platform. In the same move he pushes his limping hair from his eyes. Yellow glitters from their imbedded pale face, Like miniature suns before an eclipse in the sky itself, and looks wildly where he came from. The big, blue clad man stares at him from across the entrance. He nods his hat, and mentally marks the kid. Golden eyes knows he will not give up this easily, he has the orb. He grips it to verify he still is its keeper. With a sigh, he turns back around and walks into the interior of the car.
Star Wars Horoscope for Taurus |
You are a dependable creature, but you do tend to be stubborn. You like material possessions and love to win at games. You hate being bossed around or losing. You may succumb to your physical strength when upset. You are Chewbacca |
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Interesting. I likes it.
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