March 16, 2012.
Desperately Sheepish
"It seemed to amuse Skulduggery whenever she found herself at a dead end, or even better, back where she had started."
She has lost it. She knows this for certain at half past three on a lazy Sunday afternoon when she tries to go home and ends up outside the abandoned mansion on Cemetery Road instead. She isn't sure whether to laugh or to cry, so she does both.
One tear, desperately sheepish.
A/N: Probably one of the oddest combinations of words I've used in a while.
Sunshine and laughter and dead butterflies~
Sweethearted.