There Is No Such Thing As Perfection But You Can Get Close IP: 101.172.255.246 Posted on April 1, 2013 at 11:04:44 AM by Ember
Ember padded down to the river bank and looked in the water, a young adult looked back, her malted brown fur was tinted with red, but it was almost white in her reflection. She flinched as a fish broke the surface and sent ripples though her reflection so you could only see her dark brown eyes," I may be lost but it won't last forever." That was the words she lived by, every thing changed, and nothing ever stayed the same. So she sat and waited for life to change and move on. Replies: