Lady Danielle
Brace yourselves, readers. You're entering a blog with belligerent rants/reviews, chaotic writings, incompetent; pointless fangirling... and, oh yeah, GIFS. Fuckloads of them... did I also mention some swearing? I'm an eighteen-year-old girl majoring in Theatre Arts. I may not be an excellent writer, but gosh, I love doing it.
Received their Hogwarts letter (Followers)
Currently reading
Page 143/323
Damn these flashbacks, so pointless.
ANYWAY, so this book is really good; I'm going to have fun writing a review for this once I'm finished (hopefully by tonight).
Bellamy stood with an animal carcass draped over hid shoulders, a trail of blood in his wake.
A deer. Wells's eyes travelled over the lifeless animal, taking in its soft brown fur, spindly legs, delicately tapered ears. As Bellamy moved toward them, the deer's head swayed back and forth from it's limp neck -- but it never made a full arc, because each time it swung back, it knocked against something else.
It was another head, swinging from another slender neck. The deer had two heads.
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