Sometimes To Stay Alive You've Got To Kill Your Mind
11-07-2015, 04:34 PM
Humming softly to himself Matthias would walk on in a woods that seemed to be the same no matter which direction he picked. The young man would swing his hips back and forth, moving to the rhythm in his own head. Not even the cloudy skies could dampen the brute's spirits. He would be alright. He'd find a way to revive the Barnett Clan and perhaps then, then his step mother might care for him more. Perhaps then his real mother could be proud of him. Maybe... maybe one day he'd find out why his father had never truly been there. There was so much he didn't know. Why... was he okay with this? Perhaps he was too happy? Matthias would stop, curiously tilting his head to the side. Was he? Nah. With a gleeful giggle he would set off once more. Let the good times roll. |