by Shakuda on June 28th, 2011, 4:53 pm
Shakuda's black hair flew behind him like his cape. He jump, perfect formed onto the other roof. He stood there. Looking at the cities lights. Alvadas. The city his father disappeared unto. He would find him. Soon. He looked at the sky and the stars. He legs ached. The scar on his eye burned. But the pain would subside.
Life is like a box of chocolates. you never know which one your gonna get.
-Forrest Gump