by aurumlupus » Thu Mar 08, 2012 6:57 pm
Sev held her tighter and kissed her. He felt her getting closer to him, her leg, her arms. He felt like an idiot, what did she want?
((Sev, you can be an idiot at times you know that? -glares at character-))
"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."