Music Of Time~~The next portion of the story..
"My master says you don’t belong here." "I agree." He glanced down at his tennis shoes. "My name is James" "Mine is Phela." She swung down off her armored horse like nothing. In doing so, she showed just how small she was. Her features fine, with high cheek-bones. There was a hint at a scar just... Sign in to see full entry.