by aurumlupus » Tue May 29, 2012 6:08 pm
Sev glanced at Valeriana when she grabbed his hand, but he didn't pull away. He gave he hand a gentle squeeze. "What's on your mind?" he asked quietly.
Faith reached up and gently carressed Cyrus' other cheek.
The teacher clapped, the sharp sound cutting through the room. "Alright, now how many of you have any control over your wolf forms? Not only changing into them, but resisting the urge to change as well."
"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."