10-19-2009, 12:29 PM
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Yet again Seven found himself wandering the sandy beaches of Quartz Shoreline. It was a bad habit of his. The moment that he saw anything in the horizon the wolf jumped up in the air, only to discover that he saw a piece of litter or a low-flying bird. He looked at his reflection in the water and tried to make himself stop. To make himself turn around and go home. But he couldn't. The guilt was tearing him up inside. His Master was an arrogant, self-centered idiot, who used to treat him like trash. But he didn't deserve death. And Seven couldn't sleep at night. He imagined his Master - drowning in the ocean, trying to gasp for air, but only swallowing more water. The dark wolf closed his eyes. Happy place, I'm in my happy place. But there was no happy place for him.
He let out a sigh of relief. Atleast that vision was gone from his head now. A short moment of peace surrounded the slave. Seven let his head rest on his feet and slowly closed his heavy eyelids. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he got here. Five minutes later, the dark male was comfortabily lying on the sandy beach, peacefully dreaming of some fantasy world in which he would be free from his guilt.
ooc: Quartz Shoreline
Yet again Seven found himself wandering the sandy beaches of Quartz Shoreline. It was a bad habit of his. The moment that he saw anything in the horizon the wolf jumped up in the air, only to discover that he saw a piece of litter or a low-flying bird. He looked at his reflection in the water and tried to make himself stop. To make himself turn around and go home. But he couldn't. The guilt was tearing him up inside. His Master was an arrogant, self-centered idiot, who used to treat him like trash. But he didn't deserve death. And Seven couldn't sleep at night. He imagined his Master - drowning in the ocean, trying to gasp for air, but only swallowing more water. The dark wolf closed his eyes. Happy place, I'm in my happy place. But there was no happy place for him.
He let out a sigh of relief. Atleast that vision was gone from his head now. A short moment of peace surrounded the slave. Seven let his head rest on his feet and slowly closed his heavy eyelids. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he got here. Five minutes later, the dark male was comfortabily lying on the sandy beach, peacefully dreaming of some fantasy world in which he would be free from his guilt.