<font color=red><i> With the life she had carried on her shoulders she took pleasure anywhere she could find it - these little sticks were one simple way for her to have a moments ease and she grabbed at that willingly. A low sigh escaped her lips as she tugged her knee's to her chest - her eyes wandering out over the yard. In a way she wished that she had never left home, in another, she was so glad she had. Her wandering spirit yearned to hit the road again but with gas prices the way they were and her extreme lack of an income, it just wasn't a possibility. Her head tipped back to rest against the cushion behind her - eyelids growing heavy out of sheer boredom. To sleep was to escape reality and reality itself was dull...</font color> </i> -- RD Present: Caf� Brio

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