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Post by shadowfire on Apr 15, 2012 0:24:02 GMT -5
Shadowfire || Outside of Makeshift Camp
Shadowfire was trying. Trying so hard not to break. Trying to be close to Sparrowfeather but not too close. Trying to fit in. Trying not to give in to the rage boiling inside of him. He didnt know who he was or who he used to be. Every little memory was a confusing, fuzzy blur since the day Sparrowfeather had left him to the dust. He had hurt so much that night. Un able to sleep. But he knew that was what would happen if he confessed his feelings to her. He just felt so...wrong lately. Un right. He wanted to get his life back on track. To be happy for once.
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