neko514

If i start saving for a Canon 5D mark iii now in 3 years time i might have one. :-)

Iona stood on the bears back and wrapped her hands round the hilt of her father's sword. The rain was falling hard. Having trouble keeping her eyes open, she pulled the heavy weapon from the bears still warm corpse. Her spear was lost now; its head buried deep in the creature's throat. The shaft broken when the beast had fallen on it as it died. Looking over the the body of her horse she recalled how it had been killed with one blow from the bear coming out of the rain as if from nowhere. How stupid must she have been to fight stupid and angry. Feeling the anger well up inside her she hacked at the giant bear over and over again. Luck had won