Current Residence: Hoosierville
Favourite genre of music: Anything. From Rock 'n Roll to classical, I'm pretty flexable.
Favourite cartoon character: Sesshomaru or Cosmo
Personal Quote: Guys, come on! It's a horse! It's just an herbivore!
WanderlustStretching fields have become too familiarWanderlust by ~Firelung06
Give me mountains
Give me oceans
Give me forests so wide they roll like green foam to the curve in the horizon
I want to hear the swampbirds song in the early morning
And lay down to stare at a sky so open I feel Ill tumble right off the earth
I want to see trees the size of buildings, and buildings made from trees
To feel the push and cold of concrete all around me
And to see the Mothers concrete, hot and cracked under the sun
I need to watch the grasses roll in the breeze
I need to watch the waves crash against the cliffs
I need the wind to wrap me tightly and release its hold on my heart
Of Roses Youre turning pink, Stone shaded his eyes and studied me across the small café table.Of Roses by ~Firelung06
My hand flew up and I hesitantly patted the heated skin of my cheeks. Great. I was going to look like a strawberry tomorrow. I didnt think wed be here this long, I confessed. If Id have known, Id have put on some sunscreen or worn a hat or something.
At first, a stakeout in Paris had sounded like a fantastic idea. Exciting, even. Being paid to be nosey in a beautiful, historic city sounded exactly like the sort of thing I had signed up for when Stone had so ruthlessly hijacked my life the year before. Sitting at an outdoor café table for nearly five hours, however, had dampened my enthusiasm a bit. When wed first sat down this morning, the faded,