[she was dead tired . and now she saw him - the feared crimson steed . her eyes grew wild with fright, a chill running through her muscled physique . why did he have to be here, now? . she spun away from the two crimson studs - and took off . she didn't get far until she slowed, her body weak from the long, engaging, and exhausting battle . the other two went unnoticed, for she had seen all she needed to see . it was enough . she knew that she couldn't get away, not really . but maybe ... for a time, she could hold him off - hold them off . heck, crux and any other blackbloods together, they could wreak havoc on her life . she silently cursed herself for getting into this predicament and kept on at a slow canter, the extent of her speed and energy]
| [title me] Inkoherent
[author me] Samurai x Kandid
[my cover is] ivory
[the reviews called me] feminine
[but the truth calls me] crazy
[my story began] 5 years ago
[the madness began] 4 years ago
[tell my story] too psychotic to be said aloud
[forever fleeing] crux |
