Who's the new girl?
What's out there?
They accumulate...and acclimate,Those words I couldn’t say.I thought they’d come much easier,As night gave way to day. In darkest night they roll and climb,They seem to make such sense.But as the darkness flies away,They seem so far and dense. If I had only penned them down,When once they were so clear.I know they’d simply jump to life,Those…
When you only have one chance to get that perfect shot, it must be precise!
Shona, the Assassin's daughter.