by ~Phantasos~ » Tue Apr 22, 2014 7:21 am
Soldier playfully shoved him into the wall and stood up.
"Okay,enough. You two are going to break something." Chance said with a smile.
"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."