June 27, 2016, 08:15 AM
Trick smirked. He knew a little story about an owl.
A wise old owl lived in an oak. The more he saw, the less he spoke. The less he spoke, the more he heard. Why can't we be like that wise old bird?He preached in his honey voice.
I see myself as a whiskered screech owl.He finally said. He never knew why he was always so philosophical around Nova, but he was.
He smiled as Nova Rose, the old lady he kind of admired for her age, ranted along with him. It seemed they could quite agree with each other for once.
What can we do about it? You think leaving is an option?He questioned carefully.
·Wylie refers to himself as Trick.
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If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - June 14, 2016, 03:44 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Nova Rose - June 14, 2016, 03:56 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - June 15, 2016, 10:15 AM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Nova Rose - June 15, 2016, 10:00 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - June 17, 2016, 04:11 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Nova Rose - June 21, 2016, 08:25 AM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - June 21, 2016, 01:08 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Nova Rose - June 23, 2016, 04:07 PM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - June 27, 2016, 08:15 AM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Nova Rose - June 30, 2016, 08:17 AM
RE: If hate is what fuels me, it feels great - by Trick - July 17, 2016, 04:40 AM