I smooshed her face into mine
. Every time was the first time to me.
Model. Arnial hated to disappoint him but she pulled the reins to where she would be skirting slowly away from the wood before they were even close yet. She was proud of the sword on her hip, it had been her father's passed down to her by Thranduil when she had first been old enough to weild a sword by herself
I smooshed her face into mine
. Every time was the first time to me.
Model. Arnial hated to disappoint him but she pulled the reins to where she would be skirting slowly away from the wood before they were even close yet. She was proud of the sword on her hip, it had been her father's passed down to her by Thranduil when she had first been old enough to weild a sword by herself
I smooshed her face into mine
. Every time was the first time to me.
Model. Arnial hated to disappoint him but she pulled the reins to where she would be skirting slowly away from the wood before they were even close yet. She was proud of the sword on her hip, it had been her father's passed down to her by Thranduil when she had first been old enough to weild a sword by herself
