by Saahs » 09/07/2017 3:20 PM
But as he watched another crew member fling away into the depths of the sea, the ship lurched suddenly, sending Jarf thudding face-first against the deck, one prosthetic foot still anchored to the floor. His nose cracked against the boards, a thin layer of water splashing away from the impact. Snarling, he pushed himself up, only to be heaved to the other side along with the ship. This time, he landed on his back, rolling and rolling until he slammed against the railing. To which, he quickly latched onto with both metal feet and tail. Shaking the dizziness from his head, Jarf looked around, teeth bared.
when that light goes out this eve,some will run, and some will grieve.
the whores and gentlemen, they lead,
trails of insecurities.
i am not a watchman, i do as i please.
• About/Journal ❧ | Zoo Pen ❧ | Documents ❧ | Wishlist ❧ •