by ~Phantasos~ » Wed Nov 13, 2013 9:32 am
Kate giggled as she followed him. She hopped up on the counter and watched him.
Soldier grumbled about Cohen destroying his kitchen. He gently woke Chance and talked with her quietly.
"And dreams in their development have breath,and tears,and tortures,and the touch of joy; they leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,they take a weight from off our waking toils,they do divide our being."