by ~Phantasos~ » Thu Apr 24, 2014 6:14 am
Shawn didn't let go of Chance. "I see what you mean. He is bossy." He whispered in Chance's ear softly,causing her to giggle.
"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."