Jul 15, 2017
an hour , almost two , had been spent in solitude .. not one soul daring to even glance his way , let alone wanting to converse . he’d drew to the conclusion that they either knew who he was or it was the scars scaring them away . they always did .. at least that was one useful purpose they served . that was until the hound had felt the searing sensation of a pair of eyes upon his being , his awareness apparently consenting to her joining him in his seclusion .
“ you have a bloody good reason for interrupting me , girl ? ”
@sihnons / starter call
