Melfar Academy: PlanMelfar Academy: Plan by Samusagi
Before that classes started, the bunny girl went to the schools dojo. She took one of the wooden training bows and set
three targets. Set sideway to the target, turned her head to the left to see the goal through the traps arc. Bow was stretch
raising her hand in which it holds and simultaneously the string with the other hand. She shot an arrow, which went wide
with great speed towards the target. Arrow brushed the edge blade and struck with great force into the wall, causing it to
Sami took tried again and again she failed. She shot eight times, each causing more and more frustration. When she
reached her limit, she threw the bow on the ground. The weapon shattered, and pieces of wood scattered around the dojo.
She leaned against the wall and slid, covering her face with her hand. All negative emotions, meant that she was not
able to hit the target. She was sitting these for a while.
Focus! Sam! F-O-C-U-S!! ~des
She remembered her first days of training. Dad was c
DeathbedDeathbed by angussporran
Deathbed- a dream by Angus Stewart, laid to rest in Prose
Bubbles of jellylike trapped air rose upwards through the pool's cyan water. Before his eyes and all about him they climbed as he pushed/glided by cumbersome underwater breaststrokes toward the tiled edge. Here he hoped to clamber up the side and out of the pool. He did not really know why he wanted to do this- nor did he know how long he had been swimming, or how he had got there. It didn't feel important. Maybe he had swum until his paid session was over and it was time to leave, or until he was too shrivelled to continue. Maybe he had stayed underwater until his eyes stung unbearably. Maybe he had appeared out of thin air.
His biceps and triceps squashed and tightened as he tried to pull his lank bodyweight over the pool edge onto the dry tiles. Less easy than perhaps it might once have been. W
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