by aurumlupus » Wed Jan 09, 2013 2:45 pm
Sev raised an eyebrow. "Was I mad at you at all when you told me everything?" He asked quietly.
Daemon nodded. "Yes. She's been here more than most. Her entire life has been training. It's only very recently that she's been able to do anything else."
"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."