Post by Delilah Morine on Aug 10, 2009 15:07:47 GMT -5
Delilah wasn't really sure what she was doing here. The girl had just stopped writing in her journal to stretch her legs and found herself quite lost. Thinking she had taken a wrong turn on the staircases some how, she found herself looking at foreign objects. As the snakess passed by a number of things, she passed one that particularily caught her attention. It was a picture of a little boy, dressed in some very tattered clothes, but still, he was smiling brightly. But it wasn't the boy's clothes or expression that caught her attention, it was the fact that he wasn't moving in the picture.
The girl shook her head and carried on, figuring it must be broken. She came across a number of other things too, all very strange things. Books about law, dentistry, and how to build things, all of which seemed completely useless to Delilah, all you needed to build something was magic. She also came across a bright yellow, bird looking item, which totally creeped her out, and now this young girl was desperately trying to make her way out of this house of horrors.
Open.
The girl shook her head and carried on, figuring it must be broken. She came across a number of other things too, all very strange things. Books about law, dentistry, and how to build things, all of which seemed completely useless to Delilah, all you needed to build something was magic. She also came across a bright yellow, bird looking item, which totally creeped her out, and now this young girl was desperately trying to make her way out of this house of horrors.
Open.