everything I let go
Erebos was already hooting and hollering for everyone, fists pumping, cheering, as individuals shifted or went through chutes. “This is awesome!” he muttered to anyone, chewing on some mac and cheese bites before focusing his attention back onto matters at hand. “Who do you think is going to win?” he asked his father, unaware of the implications behind how such things would occur – rigged, fortitude, might, fortune, or otherwise. “Do you get a better score for the more heads you have?” he indicated, pointing to Sunjata, missing the way his father had grabbed hold of one of the deep-fried fair treats.
The questions kept flowing though, laser focused on action upon action. “How come Koa didn’t stay on? Can Sunjata eat the rider with one of his other heads? Do you think that’s allowed?”
The questions kept flowing though, laser focused on action upon action. “How come Koa didn’t stay on? Can Sunjata eat the rider with one of his other heads? Do you think that’s allowed?”
Erebos
has claw marks on it
