Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jan 27, 2007 3:20:17 GMT
Jared snapped back into clarity for a fraction of a moment. "Get your hands off me," he snapped, knocking his uncle's hand away. He closed his eyes and went into another coughing fit, feeling queasy...
He took a deep breath and attempted to focus, to find some kind of landmark... Wait. He knew this alley. His ancestral memories...
"The Seventh Heaven. They're at the Seventh Heaven..." The moment passed, and he slumped against his seat.
((And there we go again...))
He took a deep breath and attempted to focus, to find some kind of landmark... Wait. He knew this alley. His ancestral memories...
"The Seventh Heaven. They're at the Seventh Heaven..." The moment passed, and he slumped against his seat.
((And there we go again...))