by Nyxia » 11/17/2010 5:23 PM
The corridor of stairs was narrow, causing Ayami to have to squeeze her way through several sharp turns in them. It wasn't that she didn't love a good adventure, and it wasn't that this wasn't one of grand perorations. What it came down to was a few simple things, she was tired as no one's business, her feet ached terribly with each step she took, and she found she was hungry; the protests of her stomach a testament to that. The crazed bat had seemed to have noticed her stomach's miserable chattering behind himself, as he stopped dead in the middle of the turn that would lead them to the third landing. "My, I have forgotten myself." He muttered to her, "Are you hungry? Yes, you must be, and your friend as well I assume?" His voice broke, cracking with certain words.
Bottles smashed, I raised my hand
How can you all even stand?
And why is there joy in this poison? Oh
Faking smiles and confidence
Driving miles to capture this excitement
I can't take anymore
You're never gonna get it
I'm a hazard to myself
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes
I am in hell
We Don't Have to Dance - Andy Black