- ARTHALIA -
I stumbled forward and managed to wrap my hand around a dead, halfway burnt tree. I coughed and looked at my foot, cross. Stupid foot! It got stuck underneath a tree root.
I tried to stick it out but I felt it sink in deeper. That's when I carefully let go of the tree and focused on getting my foot out. Mud splashed all over my body. I made a face while stretching my tongue, trying to spit the bits of sand on my lips.
I looked forward at the man who walked past me like I was invisible. Six is an ass. I frowned. I can't believe I ever doubted his heartlessness once. I thought he was nice or at least felt the way I did for him to me. But I guess I was wrong. Being the first child suddenly erased the passion we shared on the dancefloor. I wonder if he ever wanted to see me o
