S H E L B Y Ϟ C a n a d i a n
I prefer to spend my time lost in the world of fiction and becoming emotionally attached to characters that are clueless to my existence. Sleepless nights are spent flipping pages, pressing play, or admiring perfect souls. ——— Semi-Hiatus
I watch Four’s arm as he throws a knife. The next time he throws, I watch his stance. He hits the target each time, exhaling as he releases the knife.