by aurumlupus » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:48 am
Sev smiled. "I figured. Now ask yourself this: wouldn't a friend be one of the few willing to do that to prove themselves?" Before she could answer, he walked off, back towards his demolished house. He would give her time to decide wether or not to hit him.
Miabo nodded. "Because I wouldn't be doing it for my own designs. Anyone who does is not worth your time."
"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."