![]() ![]() "Okay, so, I've managed to avoid the Big Confrontation for two days, but that can't continue," I told the mare. And I definitely needed help with both of those things. Grooming Persephone always helped me think and made me feel better. I kissed her soft muzzle and went back to brushing her sleek neck. Persephone, the big sorrel mare who I could consider mine for as long as I lived at the House of Night, craned her head around and nuzzled my cheek. I'm Zoey Redbird, currently the undisputed Queen of Making My Friends Pissed Land. But my crappy nonsleep is currently the easiest thing to deal with since life really sucks when your friends are pissed at you. (Well, more accurately, all day-'cause, you know, I'm a vampyre fledgling and we have that whole issue of day and night being turned around.) Anyway, I got zero sleep last night/day. The caw! caw! cawing! of one stupid crow kept me up all night. ![]()
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