Nimueh crept around the entrance to the Orchard road. Moving into the city of Primera, pulling up the hem of her too-long-robe as she tiptoed in and wandered around, in vague confusion at the sights and sounds of the people, she kept herself to the side cause the older people kept bumping into her when she walked in the middle of the busy street.
Mon Dec 20, 2010 11:12 am