May 8, 2014
(Asbel) "What are you thinking about?"
My muse is standing outside in the rain, staring dazedly into the distance, seemingly so fazed out they haven’t even noticed the rain. Send “What are you thinking about?” And I’ll give you a description of what they are thinking/dreaming of.
Yuri blinked, her gray eyes focusing on the young man she had just recently met.
She had been remembering the guilt she had felt over her life, various reasons for it, but it seemed to be building up in her memory. Every once in awhile she would just sit there, or in this case, stand there at remember all the reasons she had to be guilty.
Shaking her head she waved her thoughts off. “Nothing.”