 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Stirring, she felt herself being moved and her eyes rolled open. For some reason, she were lying on her back, facing upward and people were walking beside her, as if it were a funeral. Shaking her head a little, she frowned toward the boy on her right and whispered, disbelivingly, "Darrin...?"
Seeing her respond to him and remember his name, he smiled widely as tears trickled fastly down his face. Squeezing her hand further, he nodded his head and laced their fingers together. |