page nine | lone cowboy

[metalandashes]

Sorry I ain't been writing. Keep forgetting I ought to use this thing. Like I said before, I'm not exactly the diary type. If any of you need me, you're probably better off just lookin. Or askin one of the other guards, I guess. Blood always seems to know where I am, right kid?

And I know I always say this, but this tree is really fuckin strange.

Comments

[pinkhairedchild]

Right! You got a weird energy-feel to you, hee!

[metalandashes]

I do?

[pinkhairedchild]

Yeah, kinda like you smell stuffs I feel weird energies! Maybe it's 'cause you're so's fuzzy!

[metalandashes]

Maybe. What does it feel like?

[galacticgeisha]

Ah, it is good to see you're alive and well.

[metalandashes]

Yeah. Sorry about disappearin on you, sweetheart. Just happens sometimes.

You okay?

[galacticgeisha]

I see, and that makes sense. It's as though you have the soul of a wanderer.

I am, mostly. I was concerned you had been avoiding me.

[metalandashes]

I wasn't.