"s--col-d"
I fell on the ground and rubbed my head. I stared in shock as I looked to see what thing I bumped into when it was a tall, very, very tall man. He stared at me with cold eyes, that soon filled with warmth as he bent down and picked me up. I didn't know what to do. This old man was so tall, at least ten feet, and towered over me like a giant. I was like a child when he picked me up.
"ngapain"
Many of the people who saw the person appear, began to gather at the entrance of the village. They were all staring at the nude elf which suddenly came from the direction of the beach. Though off in the distance, although it was an hours run away, they could see the large dragon off the horizon.
Seee
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Do you ever think about how other people see you? How they see your face and the expressions you make. Do they feel the same way you do? Thinking almost the exact same, that your expressions are shy and that you look uncomfortable where ever you are. Or do they think something else? That your face always has a soft expression and that your smile is always calm and relaxed. No matter how many times I think about it I know that I'll never get a direct answer. Either I ask and hope that the person gives me an honest answer or I think about the way they act towards me. If they seem uncomfortable around me or feel like they can tell me anything. And based on those behaviors I guess what they think of me. But I know that the answer I get won't always be the truth. So I accept that I'll never really know. If their smile is fake and they think that I'm not worth anything I'll never know unless I confront them, but knowing me that'll never happen. So accepting is all I can do for now. While I wait for the courage to ask.
A glint of regret.
"its been while hasn't it...."
She raised her head and was frozen instantly.
She points to the photo again.
blood and bones