04-27-2018, 10:14 AM
She ventured over like a tired child on stilts: wobbly as hell, eventually falling. the collapse didn’t seem to bother Georgie and, in fact, she didn’t look like she registered it, anyway. The spotted thing kept her eyes focused straight ahead and ears perked, looking to all the world like someone capable of hearing and processing information lucidly, barring how her breathing rate and frequent loss of balance made her appear otherwise.
[align=center][color=white][b]WE ALL HAVE DREAMS WE FORGET
WHEN YOU’RE ALONE, YOU’RE SO ALONE
WHEN YOU’RE ALONE, YOU’RE SO ALONE