Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 29

I swear all those arrows were lodged into everywhere except the bull’s eye no matter how close I was to being a boss in archery.

This practice isn’t paying off. One could argue that the odds weren’t in my favor no matter how hard I tried.

I’m certainly no Robin Hood, nor could I pull off his namesake at any time.

Looks like my best bet is to keep drawing instead of going through with this sport that’s been kicking my butt.