Post by Paper Planes on Dec 27, 2009 20:13:57 GMT -5
Giselle stood in the middle of the town center where it seemed quiet, and lonely. She spent ten years with only animals and she missed conversing with humans like herself. She was optimistic someday people like herself would appear in Domicile. It was a matter of time.
Some would say she was dreaming, Giselle was very hopeful.
Some would say she was dreaming, Giselle was very hopeful.
