Post by Lord Hurrikaine on Jun 9, 2008 14:19:21 GMT -5
Boliko yawned loudly and stretched out in his chair, his eyes blinking from under his dark black shades. He turned around and stood up, staring at his brilliant brown hut. He made it himself from the scattered trees around the small island, thatching them together like a master builder. It had taken him just one week to complete it on his own. But, he hadn't built any accomadation for a student. Just his luck, then, that he had none. He took his glasses off and rubbed the sleepy-dust out of his eyes.