OOC: Uh, riiight.... some of these postings r a bit random... (of course I'm not excluding some of my own!) ^_~* lol.
------------------
"Lord Raptor, your... a bird, right? maybe you can fly?"
Skye promptly clutches on to Lord Raptor, who struggles to disentangle himself from the female elf. A large splash is shortly heard afterwards. A very wet and miserable Lord Raptor and a thuroughly(sp?) soaked Skye climb back onto the boat.
"This is just not my day..."
Skye sighs forlornly.
"First I turn out to be cursed by a stupid charm bracelet (i know its a brooch... Skye's just very upset), and then everything seems to be going down hill from there! Are you sure there isn't every curse that exists cast on this brooch?! (curse of clumsiness, curse of weakness, curse of foolishness, etc.) Not to mention there is a very wet, very upset giant chicke....er... lord.... out to get me!!!
------------------
Quote:
|
What power would Hell have if those imprisoned there could not dream of Heaven?
|
My Website!