Following the murder of Partak and the fornification with Pieter, I decided to spend a few days away from the city. Standing on the docks I waited for the ferry to arrive, I would get aboard head to the mainland that they call America. Though once there I wouldn't stay I was simply using it as a small step, shifting out my wings feeling them rip my flesh. It healed once they were out giving a small few flaps, I lept in to the air taking flight my intention to go over the ocean. I will write more once I have landed back.... England.
Lulz of the day:
[16:05] razzi Reisman: Can tails get stds?
[16:06] razzi Reisman: Cause if so.. Pieter's tail probably has gonsyphoherpeaids