by Animal_I've_Become » Thu Aug 28, 2014 11:27 am
.Duce Wood.
I closed my eyes tight, hearing the crash and all. There was a sudden burst of cold and I nearly yelped. Instead I held Lucy even tighter, as if she was one of those little stress ball things.
To live is to Die, to Die is to Live.
What is Pure becomes Impure, and Impure become Pure.
What is Good becomes Evil, and Evil become Good.
To Live is to Die, and to Die is to Live
-Kikyo