Editing A Little Harmless Ride right now:
The sharp sting of the whip against his flesh jolted Eli awake. Pain surged through his body once again. He tried to swallow but found his throat too dry. He didn’t know how long he’d been there…he didn’t care. All he wanted to do was die.
3 Comments on “Nothing Like a Memory…”
Poor Eli. ((hugs))
I think Eli needs a little pain! He has been wrecking havoc threw a few books… LOL… But don’t hurt him too much…
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