by ~Phantasos~ » Sun Feb 02, 2014 5:26 am
Soldier snickered.
Chance stood behind Cohen glowering at his back. "You have to listen? Is that the only reason you care!? Well,don't worry because you won't have to." she hissed angrily.
By now,both Cody and Soldier were doubled over with silent laughter.
"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."