by aurumlupus » Sat Jul 14, 2012 6:18 pm
Sev frowned slightly. He couldn't do anything supposedly, but... He shook his head. He couldn't think of anything that could help right now. He walked through the grounds, almost wishing for his human life back. Almost, but not enough to seriously consider it.
"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."