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He can hear your loud breathing, So calm it down and sigh, Maybe if we're lucky he will Only pass us bye. Don't shift, don't move or make a sound, He'll hear it, don't you know.
Part 5 ¡¿!?¡¿!?¡¿ (It's a long one!) I woke up and rolled over, "Don't mind me then." said Peeta who I was now sprawled over lazily. "Sorry. How's your shoulder.
#description #hunter I sling the roughly carved oak bow over my shoulder, my pale fingers tightening the belt around my waist.
Shining ebony hair cascades over her ivory shoulders. Glowing indigo symbols swirl across her porcelain skin. Raven black eyes pierce through the thick emerald forest.
Often did he linger, in the woodlands, late at night. Falgrim's footfall silent, as above the stars where bright. Something of uncertainty was breathing in his ear.