WOKE UP THIS MORNING ☆ training + sage tryouts

THE TACTICIAN

Watch the ceiling fan turn it's shape again
[size=9px]( [abbr=doberman and golden tiger]hybrid[/abbr] ; four months ; typhoon minnow )
My threads are coming loose[/SIZE]

Intellectual curiosity, a driving passion beneath the capabilities of memory. To a child once caged by own self dined whim there is an ease within finding such was lacking among their minimal repute, an observer of still tongue and paced thought. There was hesitance in wandering step, a notion unwelcome may they be deemed among those speaking with knowledge garnered from pursuits of indulging curiosity, their own mind a locked and largely empty vault.

"I...want to try." Lull within conversation filled by the rasp of rarely used voice, averted attention as mind pieced together the little they had been privy to of prior lesson. Spoken of the effect to both halt bleeding and infection, though little the use when forgein containment may enter with ease. "M-make sure it is clean. Sand gets everywhere." Light hearted the 'joke' Harlow voiced with a sheepish little smile, indeed known the properties of the grating grains.

code by Reggan