Elias
Haulani was home. It was where he had grown up, raced the streets, made friends, and eventually he always returned from the sea to home. Though he was wealthy, very well-off, the home he kept in Haulani was not up to par. Many would simply pass by it without a second thought. Which was how he liked it.
Perhaps one day, the day would near where he sought to build a larger home for himself, to create a larger family for himself and spend more time on land. But that day was not today. Elias was locking the door of his home, and as he stepped from his home and into the street, he bumped into somebody.
That was never a good move.
Perhaps one day, the day would near where he sought to build a larger home for himself, to create a larger family for himself and spend more time on land. But that day was not today. Elias was locking the door of his home, and as he stepped from his home and into the street, he bumped into somebody.
That was never a good move.
I'm back on dry land once again,
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain,
We're all hunting honey with money to burn,
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain,
We're all hunting honey with money to burn,
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.
