Post by Leiana LaCroix on Aug 18, 2018 14:03:58 GMT
And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
❧
It had been some time now since the delinquents drop shop had made planet fall and they were... surviving, if you could call it that. In only a few short weeks their numbers had dwindled down; some dying during the landing, some to grounder attacks, and others to internal conflict. It was hard for all of them.
They were teenagers and children who wanted nothing more then to be able to make a home for themselves and be safe. They didn't want to have to worry about what might happen next, what horrible thing would take a life of their friends.
It wasn't too much to ask. Or maybe it was. Leiana didn't really know the answer anymore. What she did know was that right now the camp was at peace; they had food, they had water, and there was no imminent threat of attack. For just one moment in time it seemed that they had a moment of peace and quiet.
It wasn't too much to ask. Or maybe it was. Leiana didn't really know the answer anymore. What she did know was that right now the camp was at peace; they had food, they had water, and there was no imminent threat of attack. For just one moment in time it seemed that they had a moment of peace and quiet.
She knew it couldn't last but she would enjoy it. Pushing aside the flaps of the tent she shared with Larkin Jones, she walked in. "Hey Larkin, how're you going?"
● Tag: Bellamy Blake ●
