by The Plague Doctor » Fri Jan 07, 2011 2:47 pm
Onyx looked at the girl. "Yes, I will. I wouldn't want to wind up being called a hypocrite by giving you advice, but doing the exact opposire of what I told you." she said. She shakily brushed her hair out of her face. It had only been a year since her parents' passing, and it still had the abiliy to criple her with sadness. By listening to another's plight, perhaps she could gain some perspective.