Her legs are trembling, and not just from the impact, but from the flashes in her brain. Thoughts just tumble over and over again, and the reoccurring moment seems so real. Even if it was real, it was certainly scarring. She glances to her back, and moves her wings to see if their still ablaze. She's untouched by serious burns, but places where she was thin in hair, sting like bees. Chandä's thoughts flash, back and forth, to reality, to what seemed to take place so long go. The multicolored girl remembers the thin line of water, instantly boiling as she removed herself from that rare sort of cover. She didn't realize the sun was so hot. At least it isn't normally. Chandä
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but you've got no destination - by Chandä - 07-17-2012, 09:53 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Onni - 07-18-2012, 12:39 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Chandä - 07-18-2012, 11:19 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Onni - 07-19-2012, 01:42 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Chandä - 08-13-2012, 12:05 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Boom Boom - 09-01-2012, 05:28 PM
RE: but you've got no destination - by Onni - 09-15-2012, 08:05 PM
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