Post by fire on Jul 23, 2006 22:20:34 GMT -5
Michael wandered out into the field which was covered in snow....he sat down on a rock and looked up at the sky, the falling snow landing gently on him. He wasnt so sure how long he could put on this act for the slayers. he loved the night creatures....he felt bad for them....was it only because of his parents? or was it more....he still needed to figure this out....he hung his head and lost himself in thought...