Archived talk:Vexuvius/@comment-26208390-20130821162151/@comment-26208390-20130821162643

She walked around the elder until she stood directly in front of him, gingerly lifting her pallid force for him to see. The gash along her cheek was rather dip -- and thanks to herself, torn more. The blood around the wound had started to dry.

She inquired, her red eyes locked upon his in childish wonderment. Her personality always altered whenever she was near her dear sibling.