by Hexist » Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:44 pm
With a deep sight Silence nodded and then finished her sentence, "You're one of the few good Demons left." Rubbing back of head he wondered if 15 would be alright. Then again she was very good at blocking out things she didn't want to remember. HE reached over and rubbed the back of her head, "No need to hurt yourself." He was unsure of what to say next, to confuses they both like each other was odd. After all Demons hardly ever got along with each other, more so ones that weren't the same type of demon.
Blood builds the best walls between family and friends
If only this heart and soul could be ripped apart and given to those who need it the most in life, to feel safe, love and peace

No reason to speak to this soul, it's already past repair