by aurumlupus » Wed Jan 09, 2013 11:17 am
Sev blinked, and looked at her, smiling. "Just trying to remember back is all." He replied.
Daemon nodded, sliding into the driver's seat and starting off. "So you are...?" He asked, conversationally.
"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."