Post by burnttoast on May 12, 2009 15:45:40 GMT -5
Sarah walked along the cold beach in La Push. It was a cold and windy day, yet again. It was always bound to rain in La Push, you couldn't escape it. It was like a nightmare that haunted you night after night, but after a while you got used to it. It wasn't raining today. Weird? No?
Sarah sat down on one of the rocks that were formed in a big circle. In the middle of the circle was a pile of burnt driftwood. She stared into it's charcoal midst for a while, while an idea formed in her head.
Lately she had been reading up on werewolves. They fasinated her to no ends. She had become so obsessed that she had tried to tell her friends and family about them. But she'd had no luck, they just weren't interested.
Her idea? To use this place to teach others about werewolf. What could be better? Talking to people with the same interests would be awesome.
Sarah looked around and called out to the wind,
"Come, talk to me. I have much to teach you. But what is this place? Why, it's a place to talk about werewolves and give feedback on lessons. What else?"
Please follow the rules, guys. Thanks.
Sarah sat down on one of the rocks that were formed in a big circle. In the middle of the circle was a pile of burnt driftwood. She stared into it's charcoal midst for a while, while an idea formed in her head.
Lately she had been reading up on werewolves. They fasinated her to no ends. She had become so obsessed that she had tried to tell her friends and family about them. But she'd had no luck, they just weren't interested.
Her idea? To use this place to teach others about werewolf. What could be better? Talking to people with the same interests would be awesome.
Sarah looked around and called out to the wind,
"Come, talk to me. I have much to teach you. But what is this place? Why, it's a place to talk about werewolves and give feedback on lessons. What else?"
Please follow the rules, guys. Thanks.
JK 
