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Post by Dree on Oct 28, 2007 20:48:21 GMT -5
The girl, Azura, as she had just recently decided to call herself, wandered aimlessly around the water. "Azura. Sky jewel. It just seems to match your eyes" Thats what the nurse had said. Azura had agreed. This was her name now. It felt right. Azura was barefoot, and wearing a clean pair of jeans with a red flowing shirt. Her toes sank into the mud. Kids were pouring out of the school now, but nobody paid her any attention. She thought she was about 14, but she wasn't sure. Her thoughts were random, scattered. She still couldn't make sense of anything. Her dream had scared her, but she was okay now. She slid to the groud and stared across the water. She felt so trapped. Boxed in by her memories. Or, rather, lack OF memories. Her eyes turned to the sky. She wanted to dance across it. She somehow knew this feeling, and without explanation she knew that she had been trapped and caged all her life. Locked up. Thats how she felt now. She wanted to dance across the clouds, to float and soar. But Azura could not fly. ((POST WITH KANDY. THEY CAN BEE FRIENDS ))
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Post by Lynaa on Oct 29, 2007 19:19:04 GMT -5
((What do I say?))
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