Bounty: The Price We Mark-5Chapter FiveBounty: The Price We Mark-5
"You seem a bit tense Mr. Mordecia. Relax you are on a vacation," the Archneide hissed.
"Why not call me Lance. “Mr.” seems so formal," I said a bit tensely. He knows who I am, and he doesn't even seem to be a bit worried. He definitely has something planed.
"Sure, Lance, and you may call me Shurti Ari."
I did a quick search on his name and found that, indeed, he was a bounty hunter, and he lived up to his races fighting spirit. His ratio of live to dead bounties was staggering with dead being more
5.8.06in the symphony of the sunrise red always introduces blue. chaotic passion/frenzied violence pave the way for the calm after the storm. the red is not subtle, but beautiful and dangerous, soothing a wandering mind. the glorious pain lasts only for a moment, but the memory is not easily forgotten. eventually blue will win the battle. but it is only a matter of hours til sunset when red gives way to black and wins the war.5.8.06
I did it!
Tired
(i like your new drawing.)
<3u.
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Work Break Literature.
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Work Break Literature.
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Work Break Literature.
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Love and Peace,
Kim
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