by aurumlupus » Wed May 30, 2012 1:21 pm
Sev gently squeezed her hand. "I am too, but I don't think that dwelling on it will help right now."
Faith walked into the locker room, stripped quickly, and shifted. She then walked out, her clothes stashed safely in one of the lockers. No one had even come in yet by the time she walked out.
"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."