Kanon Krowe
Feb 20th, 2001, 10:11:17 PM
He sat in the corner of the room. His chair reclined backwards. His left ankle thrown over his right rested on the table he sat at. The shadows covered him like a blanket.
He sat there obsearving his surroundings, making mental notes of what he saw.
He sat there obsearving his surroundings, making mental notes of what he saw.