by ~Star Grace~ » Tue Apr 01, 2014 10:31 am
Eddie nodded, still continuing to look at the sky, "Yes, very pretty," he said, also giving a light smile.
Autumn put a mock-offended look on and crossed her arms, ignoring him and refusing to talk, much like a little kid would, that was part of the joke.
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And who are you, the proud lord said
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
And in a coat of red
Or a coat of gold
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long as sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere.
Yet now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With not a soul to hear.
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