by ~Phantasos~ » Fri Jan 11, 2013 8:41 am
Soldier sighed and walked into the room. "She has a quite a temper,doesn't she? Don't take it to heart though. She says things she doesn't really mean when she's mad. Trust me,I know."
"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."