Jump to content

Hiding us, protecting us...


Oudeis

Recommended Posts

Biking home two miles through the foggiest weather I've ever seen in my eight years in Washington, DC, I've never felt more in touch with the Mists. Three times that I can remember, I should have been hit by a speeding car. Somehow I made it home.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Chaos locked this topic
Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.
  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.
×
×
  • Create New...