by aurumlupus » Wed Aug 08, 2012 8:11 pm
Sev sighed and headed through the halls. Up ahead he saw Izzy sitting against a wall,looking a bit troubled. He walked over to her, stopping a short distance away. "Are you alright?" He asked quietly.
"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."