It has been a year at least it's hard to find parchment and ink maybe once im free ill find it with ease.
Why do i lie to myself so i will be here till my death until one of those brutes win if that is how it shall be id rather die on my own terms. No longer shall I eat what I receive id rather waste away this moment then live another day here.
I had been close so close to the embrace of death but now i awake from what i hoped would be my final slumber. Now a metal band lays on one of my talons and no longer do I feel the pain of hunger even sleep escapes me now to make matters worse i cant find a way to get the band or the boots off.
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