She's very tall and she does not speak too much. Tends to keep to herself.
Knife away - has a horn
Tossed about and turned around - has been a part of multiple herds, lost her memories, you name it.
Undertow has come to take me. Guided by the blazing sun. Look at everything around us. Look at everything we've done. Please. Anyone. I don't think I can save myself. I'm drowning. |
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