User blog comment:District3/The Xmas Roleplay Games - User Roleplay Games/@comment-5574705-20131226215449/@comment-5574705-20131226222309

"What happened with Wesley?" I asked warmly after the winter breeze, waved at me and woke me up. A pot was boiling over a campfire, warming the enclosure up. These games, were different. That tingling feeling made them different, the fact that I was missing the hot cocoa at home, or the essence of presents sitting under the Oak trees. I was missing life, I would miss life. Theres no way I'll win these games, but Blake can. He is the bullseye on the aiming board, Im the outer ring. If he gets hit, I'll come in and protect. And with that, I sit down and eat the rich, forfilling bacon.