SeverinR
Vala
I learned early to control my dreams.
I think I was 10-11 when I dreamed of someone chasing me through the woods. I got tired of running.
So I looked around saw a BFR...Nope not what you think. (for those not familiar with BFR...it's a rock.)
I kicked the rock over and grabbed a short barreled revolver and shot the attacker.
I think I was 10-11 when I dreamed of someone chasing me through the woods. I got tired of running.
So I looked around saw a BFR...Nope not what you think. (for those not familiar with BFR...it's a rock.)
I kicked the rock over and grabbed a short barreled revolver and shot the attacker.
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