by Knight Errant » Tue Aug 12, 2008 10:17 pm
Surprisingly, she was... She had always loved the wind in her face and the sense of freedom it granted... and the view was really amazing.
She only wished she didnt have to do it piggybacked on Sora.
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.