Belril
Every day's a challenge
But I always seem to get through
But I always seem to get through
Belril, as he was rubbing the back of his neck, glanced towards the scar she seemed to be asking about on the back of his forearm, causing him to bring it back down and against his side. "...um..."
He had to think about how to tell this without revealing too much about himself in the process. "...ran across a landshark almost a year ago," he finally revealed. "It popped up and tried to bite my arm off, but only one of its teeth managed to puncture the arm, the others just missed."
I also accelerating the healing of that with what I can do, but I'm not adding that, he said in his head, keeping the thought off his face as best as he could.
He had to think about how to tell this without revealing too much about himself in the process. "...ran across a landshark almost a year ago," he finally revealed. "It popped up and tried to bite my arm off, but only one of its teeth managed to puncture the arm, the others just missed."
I also accelerating the healing of that with what I can do, but I'm not adding that, he said in his head, keeping the thought off his face as best as he could.
Each day's a balancing act
Of good and bad events
Of good and bad events
