by ♥ωillόω♥ » Tue Mar 15, 2011 12:17 pm
Mistale shook her head. "Not really- Its slowing down, so Rai won't need help in the front...But doesn;t your father own a blacksmith?" She asked curiously. Her and Eowin's dad were of the same trade, sort-of. Similar was all. Mistale sighed, wiping her hands, which were glossy from handling metal, on her pocketed apron.
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I saw the Empire State laid low
And life went on beyond the Palisades,,

They all bought bright Cadillacs
And left there long ago.
We held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the Island bridges blow.
They turned our power down,
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show...
-Miami 2017, Billy Joel
x3"Oh, HELL no..."