by aurumlupus » Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:21 pm
Sev wrapped his arms around her, holding her gently but securely. "You are very welcome." Sev had never felt this way before, but he found he liked it. Being able to lay here, his body next to hers, he felt oddly happy and calm.
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more:
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
"Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man."
"And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything."