For Another Of You Sink, my love, for I am too far pushed. With those wings outstretched, to many, far fetched, the #life will be less rushed.

gnidaer rehtob t'noD ?gniod uoy era tahw os ,sdrawkcab nettirw si taht ssupO na gnidaer emit ruoy etsaw ot trohs oot si efiL

Marito -Start- As a warm icicle dropped to the floor, skimming Ryan's face, he suddenly questioned what he was doing. He'd been stuck in the Marito cave system for as long as he cared to remember, yet he still had a tiny speck of hope. The Marito was the equivalent of a prison in the year 2057 and Ryan had been unfortunate enough to get himself stuck in it. Nobody who had ever been put in The Marito had escaped, and it was rumoured that although there was thousands of people living down there, the chances were they'd never see another living thing ever again. Ryan crawled over a rock, tripping as he brisked the top and tumbling head over heels into a pile of rubble.

Beginning I don't usually write/read anymore even though I'm alright at doing so. Hopefully this app thingamajig will help me put my brain into gear and write some :hopefully: interesting and enjoyable pieces of text. I look forward to sharing my thoughts with you via the beauty of text.