notentirelyalive

notentirelyalive

thetwelfthmadman

thefallenrebelangel

sweet-little-amy-pond

thebestwinchester

stopped for a photo.

She’d managed to get outside. Amy had told her not to leave the house unless it was absolutely necessary, as some of the townspeople would recognize her, but Amelia didn’t care. She was bored, and she had to do something about it. She looked up as she bumped into someone. “Sorry..” She mumbled.