Snippet #1923377

Rolland's eyes widen as he whimpers slightly, the knife flying through the air, landing upon a squirrel just above him. He hides his head behind the tree, clutching his violin close to his body, shivering slightly. His knees jerk around, shuddering, unable to rip themselves apart from the ground, unable to run away. His eyes are wide as he frantically stares at the ground. Rolland's mind begins racing, facing this horrible reality that he stupidly wandered into. Fear starts choking him, causing him to sweat, a small bead crawling down the side of his face. He stares at the top of his hand, eyeing the purple rose symbol. Rolland shakes his head, he did not want to inconvenience Tina right now. He needs to learn to start doing things himself, he didn't want to be the weak one, and get Tina hurt in the process. He didn't want to be too weak to act, he wanted to learn now ,and he was presented with his first challenge. He willed himself to stay still, and to look at the two once more, looking over the two. Rolland begins to think and reassure himself, but sadly, with little result:

I'm crazy...these people, they're not only scary, and intimidating, they can kill me..they can easily kill me...but...I gotta do this. I'm not going to let Tina down.... I never will. I'm going to make her proud...

Rolland still shakes in fear, his thoughts of Tina barely helping him. He peeks through.